38 Weeks
The baby is still 3/5s engaged - and my bump has really dropped.
I went to see the midwife on Thursday. Freyja played with some Thomas the Tank Engine puzzles, which had most of the pieces missing, while I talked to the midwife. I then got on the bed for the midwife to check the baby and listen to the heart beat. At this point, Freyja went crazy and cowered screaming behind a chair. I then got off the bed, extracted her from behind the chair and, as if nothing had happened, she went back to the puzzle and asked me where Thomas was. She now keeps talking about how mummy's tummy went 'beep, beep' and she was crying.
Last night Katie's mum and dad babysat for us and we went to the Dartmouth Arms for dinner. We went there just before Freyja was born too. It was so lovely to go out, have half a glass of wine, some delicious scallops (not sure I'm meant to be eating them, but I couldn't resist) and just chat about things.
Just as well we did because according to the rather depressing 'tell-it-how-it- is' parenting' book I flicked through this morning, we won't have time to look at each other, never mind actually speak, once baby no 2 comes along...
posted by solveig @ 9:39 AM
2 Comments:
ah, stuff and nonsense - you'll have plenty of opportunity to talk to Adrian. Admittedly, most of it will be shouting at him for not helping enough ;-))
Oi!!!!
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