It's been an incredibly busy week at work. I have told some of my clients that I'm pregnant and most of the business know, but there certainly don't seem to have been any concessions. Maybe I was a little hopeful that they might be less demanding of my time.
My hormones seem to be sending my nesting instinct mental too. Once again, I want to give it all up and move to the country. I did the same during my last pregnancy and hubby actually started applying for jobs. Thankfully it didn't come off, as the housing market crash would have put us in negative equity and probably unable to move.
Now I'm just as frustrated as hell with the fact that we're on a combined six figure salary and can't afford a 4 bedroom house. It's ridiculous. We rent a lovely 3 bed house at the moment, it's perfect for us, but throwing away over two grand a month is just sickening. I'm in a complete dilemma over what to do, especially with a baby due in 26 weeks! We're saving, which is great and something we haven't really been able to do before, but if the housing market rockets we'll be left way behind. My guess is that we'll stick where we are until the baby is born and then start making some big decisions. Just how far away from london can you still commute?!
And the added issue is schools, we've found a perfect school for our son and hope that he will start in September, we've also got the childminder from heaven, who I really want to send this baby to. Is it really all worth the risk?
And finally for this week, it's my weight again. I'm in the "not quite bump, but puppy fat" stage and it's really depressing me. I got dressed this morning and everything made me feel like a frump. If I wasn't pregnant it would be major diet time, but I just can't stop feeling hungry.... I even bought a custard slice yesterday?!?
According to BabyCentre this week, crown to rump, my baby is about 8cm long and weighs about 40g. Her body is now growing faster than her head. This week, her parchment-thin skin is starting to cover itself with ultra-fine, downy hair (lanugo) that usually disappears before birth. Though her eyebrows are beginning to grow and the hair on top of her head is sprouting, this hair may change in both texture and colour after birth.
Thanks to brain impulses, my baby's facial muscles are getting a workout as her tiny features form one expression after another. About now, my baby can grasp, squint, frown, and grimace. She may even be able to suck her thumb. Meanwhile, her kidneys are producing urine, which she releases into the amniotic fluid around her. She'll keep this up until birth. (nice!)
So, this is me, 14 weeks pregnant (as you can see, I'm getting limited in the underwear department!)
Oh, and for the record, right thigh 57cm, left 56cm! (shall I drop it now...)
Saturday, 26 June 2010
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People can work on projects for the lovely of humanity whilelearning...I probably would not require to risk it if I was a pregnant woman, but it is worth the risk of making a feasible.
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