As I write this I am currently in my 30th week of pregnancy with baby number 2. My 30th week already? I feel like this pregnancy has gone by so much quicker than it did with LO, but I think this is inevitable with a second baby. My sister and I were chatting this week about how quickly it's gone by and how we can't believe I only have 10 weeks to go. I think the fact that I have a toddler to run around after this time means I don't really have time to stop and think that I'm pregnant. On the whole, our days pass by in a blur and our weekly routine just whizzes by, and then, bang, I'm a week further along.
A big difference is that when I was pregnant with LO, I was a full time teacher. And while the job of teaching over 30 year 3 children was mentally draining, it wasn't physically exhausting like it is when you are chasing around and constantly lifting and carrying a big toddler. I remember coming home every day when I didn't have meetings, with my eyelids feeling so heavy and just crashing on the sofa at 4pm for two hours. And while the job was extremely challenging, especially when pregnant, I knew I had time to myself at some point in the day. Not so much this time!
Over the past week, I have probably felt the worst I have yet the whole pregnancy. I was really really lucky to not suffer with sickness either time, yet both times I have been struck down by chronic fatigue earlier on and then constant heartburn from about week 15 onwards non-stop. Last weekend we went out for a meal and I ended up feeling so ill afterwards, I couldn't sleep because of heartburn, indigestion and generally being uncomfortable. I spent the whole of Saturday afternoon in bed sleeping. I hate feeling sorry for myself and feel restless if I feel I have stuff to do or the house needs cleaning, but on this occasion, I decided enough was enough. I must remember to try and take a bit of time out, to look after myself and to slow down a bit.
Mr F does have to work away occasionally for his work, and this week was one of those weeks. Unfortunately it coincided with a week of me feeling my worst and a shed load of doctor and hospital appointments, but we are super lucky that Mr F's parents only live 10 minutes away and are always more than happy to help out. This included looking after LO while I went for a hospital appointment to have blood tests and anti-D treatment (which you have to have when pregnant if you have rhesus negative blood).
We took LO apple and blackberry picking around the garden and had a lovely dinner together. It's so often the times like this that we enjoy the most- a spontaneous dinner with family and playing in the grandparent's garden. Simple pleasures which lift everyone's mood and help everyone just feel a bit better. And for me, it's just nice knowing I have that extra bit of support and adult company just when I need it most.
And as we enter the last 10 weeks of this pregnancy, instead of having a sense of dread at the prospect of the emotions and symptoms that come with being heavily pregnant, I feel reassured knowing I have such an amazing network of family and friends to help us out- be it times when Mr F is away working, when I have to go to do my freelance work, attend appointments or even just to have that extra bit of company and change of scene now and again. It will help me to enjoy these past few weeks, to stay feeling well and relaxed and to help us enjoy our most ordinary of moments for LO's last 10 weeks as an only child, even if it means taking life at a slightly slower pace than we have been doing.
Just a few iPhone photos from our lovely evening at LO's grandparents house. I love him with his little wicker basket. It really is the simple things which can make you feel so much better- like an evening outside picking apples and blackberries.