The Profile Diaries: entry number 5

Well here I am, with a big, stripy nearly-9-month bump. You will be sad to know that this will be the last toilet photography on the blog, because from next week, I'll be all warm and snuggly - and not restricted to a office bathroom mirror - at home. Oh yes, it feels great. Actually, it feels kind of normal. Despite me only having 2 days left at Times Towers, it's kind of like every other week. It's hard to imagine not doing the daily commute, or chatting to my work colleagues or writing news stories, such as the one I've just compiled on men's grooming. Did you know that one in seven men wears eye liner?! Me neither.
Last night, as I was falling asleep it suddenly struck me that this baby inside, this little person, is, well, it's own little being. I had this pointed out to me because after a long soak in the bath, a lovely massage (thanks DH) and some restful chat time, my body was feeling as close to a temple of relaxation as I've known for some months. When we turned off the lights every muscle felt warm, and soft. Then the Bear started kicking. I think it was saying, 'Oi, you might want to relax and chill but I'm my own person, you know, and actually, if you're asking, 11pm is playtime, so stuff your heavy muscles, I'm going to have a p-a-r-t-y.' I think it had a good time, because it was dancing for ages. It's fair enough, I suppose. The bear isn't me, and I'm not the bear. At the moment, my body is its home, but that doesn't mean we need to do the same thing at the same time. Clearly, this little bubba has a strong will (mmm, wonder where it gets that from?!) and it won't stop having a bit of a kick for anyone. In a way, it was kind of sweet. After a while, the bear calmed down, and wait for it, I slept. So actually, everyone ended up happy.
Although the bear has it's own routine and likes to do its own thing sometimes, it does at least sleep through the night. Really, it never wakes me up and only re-activates when I start talking in the morning - then, kicking resumes as normal. The bear is kicking now, in fact. It probably knows I'm typing about it and wants it's own say. Well, sorry bear, but you're going to have to make an appearance if you want to actually get in on the action.