So here I am, 33 weeks and my tummy is getting bigger, rounder and lower. I've definitely felt the change in the past week. When I sit down, the bottom of my bump now rests on my thighs and crossing my legs has become somewhat challenging, which is actually no bad thing as I'm not in this pregnancy thing for varicose veins. What you can't see from the photo, is that the insides of my thighs are also feeling strange. It's as if I've done a mammoth session on the scary leg apparatus in the gym, and yet all I've actually managed - aside from sitting at my computer - is one brisk (ish) walk around Queens Park.
You don't imagine that at this stage, you're still going to feel weekly, sometimes daily, changes, but they are still happening.
Darling Husband had a productive weekend in the nursery. I actually helped put the candy cane style door knobs on the wardrobe, and then while I entertained some of the girls, he built the very chic (sorry, I really like it) chest of drawers. Then John Lewis came and delivered a whole heap of things, blind included, so now although most stuff is still boxed up, we seem to be moving in the right direction!
We took a trip to see Toby's lovely Grandma yesterday. It was a bit sad saying goodbye, as she doesn't live in the UK. A bit like my Nanna. It feels amazing that soon, we'll be making them both Great Grandmas, although sadly neither will be here for the birth. Hopefully, the bubba will make the long trip to Australia in the New Year, and DH's grandma will be able to come over pretty soon after it's arrival too.
It's funny, because this little bear is the first on both sides. That means, we are making siblings into aunts and uncles, parents into grandparents, and so on. It feels nice and special to have this privilege. The little Pullen is going to be one lucky little thing as everyone is so excited and has so much love to give. Let's just hope it's not a crier, or we won't have any visitors!
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