I thought it would be a fun project to document the last weeks of pregnancy with a side-on profile-a-thon, so here is my first photograph. Sorry about the mildly unsanitary background. These are our new office toilets, and while not the most glamourous place, at least they have a large mirror and are relatively private.
Today I am wearing one of only three dresses that are now acceptable in terms of coverage and decency. This one is old, from Whistles. It's comfortable, and although it requires a short black slip beneath, does the job nicely.
Moving on from the dress, I had a long, hot bath last night (blissful) and while I was drying myself and DH was pottering around in the bathroom, we both had a moment of hysteria as we looked at the bump and admired its enormity. It was pretty funny to think that only a few months ago I was a girl with a flat stomach and bee-sting breasts. Actually, I was looking at some old photographs recently and there were a few bikini shots dotted through the folders. I can't imagine being without a bump at the moment, so it was pretty amusing to see my former self. One day, she'll be back (all fingers and toes crossed).
As I grow, the bear remains happy and active. I had a good doctor's appointment yesterday and heard the heartbeat and got a clean bill of health. Both are a relief, although the amount this baby moves I don't tend to worry about it's heartbeat. This morning, it was so active that I became a little bit freaked. There were bangs and kicks and continual whollops in the ribs, despite all the books saying that the baby has less space now and probably won't move that much. Mmm, these books haven't met the Pullen bear and all it's amazing activity.
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