Eeep, 12 weeks ago today, I posted my blog post that announced that Jack and I were expecting a little baby Corbett and now as I write this, I’m 27 weeks pregnant and I can still hardly believe it!
Week 25 saw myself and bump pop off for another midwife appointment. When I checked myself in, the receptionist informed me that if I wanted to, I could see my GP to have the flu vaccine and the whooping cough jab. I thought, well there’s no time like the present is there! As a child/teenager, I was pretty terrified of needles/injections but as I’ve grown older and had 2,365 needles stabbed into me, I’m pretty comfortable with them now(unless someone is coming at me to taking my blood, queue panic attack). I had one jab in each arm and honestly, they were fine! A couple of hours later, one of my arms began to ache that horrible dull ache you sometimes get with jabs. Sadly, it lasted for about 48 hours but hey ho, it wasn’t the end of the world!
If you’ve been reading my pregnancy posts and bump updates, you’ll know that I’ve only met my midwife once as she always seems to be with someone who’s giving birth whenever I have my appointments booked in, just my luck. This week was no different, I met yet another midwife, but luckily she was incredibly lovely and made the appointment super comfortable for me. She had a feel of my tummy, measured me up(apparently we’re measuring just right!) and let me know that she reckon’s my placenta was still laying low, which if you read this post you’ll know that I’m not too pleased about. I know there is nothing that I can do but honestly, the thought of having a C section makes me panic to no end. I won’t dwell on it too much but if it does happen, I’ll be sure to tell you all about it.
Week 25 also saw me find stretch marks on my stomach. Of course, this was always going to happen, but I’m still majorly struggling with my body imagine right now, so this really didn’t help and honestly, I didn’t think that I’d get stretch marks so early on. I don’t feel as though I should hide the fact that I don’t like my stretch marks. I believe that many women do truly feel empowered by them but sadly, I am not one of those women.
My self esteem has started to interfere with my social life, or rather now lack of. If you read this post, you’ll know what I’m talking about. I’m not sure how badly I’ll continue to be effected by such overwhelming pangs of anxiety and general low spirits, but I hope it’s not too long.
Week 26 seemed to go by in the blink of an eye! I spent a lot of week 26 eating a combination of ridiculously healthy/balanced food and a crap load of chocolate and oreos. Thankfully, my oedema seemed to be pretty tame this week! I’ve started to retain a lot of water in my legs thought which isn’t too uncomfortable but hell it looks awful!
Maybe wearing a black top on a black background wasn’t my greatest idea yet!
Night time is becoming increasingly difficult. I’ve started to wake up at random times of the night and not be able to sleep. Seriously, the other night I lay there for over an hour and half. It’s frustrating and I for one am not enjoying it. As I grow bigger, laying in bed just becomes more uncomfortable too, I’ve started to get some pressure in my hips(I guess it’s the extra weight?) and you can’t sleep on your back to relieve the pressure, so it basically means tossing and turning for actual hours until I eventually just pass out from exhaustion, oh the joys.
Something really positive this week though is that I’ve started to feel so much more movement from the little man and apart from when he jabs me so suddenly it scares me, I really love it! If I poke my stomach he’ll respond to it with a jab or a kick or a headbutt. It’s starting to feel like there’s actually is a real little baby in there and I think these are the first moments in my pregnancy so far that I am really cherishing and will cherish forever.
I’m sorry if my bump updates sound negative a lot of the time, but despite this being the most exciting thing that has ever happened to me, there are many ups and downs and sadly, the downs are pretty.. hard. I want to continue to talk about my pregnancy as honestly as I can and I don’t want to sugar coat pregnancy in any way shape or form. I am honestly so grateful to be pregnant and to be able to share my journey on my little corner of the internet, but that doesn’t mean that it is easy or that I am all smiles all of the time.
If you’ve stuck around until the end of this, then props to you, it’s been a long one! Thank you so much for all of the lovely comments on twitter and on my last bump update post. This really is such a a wonderful community and I feel so lucky to be a part of it! I hope you’re still enjoying my bump updates and you’ll stick around until the next time?