Life at 11 Weeks

Wow 11 weeks of having this little life growing and developing inside....it seems so long ago that we found out your were now part of our lives.....

It is a weird feeling, knowing your pregnant, but not really feeling any different, apart from a few little symptoms, it almost doesn't feel real, more surreal I guess....until that first time I get to meet our baby via ultrasound....

I am not feeling as tired as I have been, although there are still some days I feel really flat (especially at the moment with Michael being off his feet)...my boobs have stopped hurting for now, but am waiting for the next growth spurt.

My many nightly excursions to the toilet seem to be settling a little to at the moment, but I know as Bump gets bigger those excursions will become more frequent.

The one food I seem to be wanting a lot of at the moment is Chicken, which can't be a bad thing. It could be a lot worse I guess, like McDonalds and Chocolate cake. Although I am finding that some foods are taking days to find their way out of my system. (if you know what I mean), which seems to find me feeling rather bloated and uncomfortable every couple of days. Elevit = constipation, Panadiene (in pregnancy) = constipation, Pregnancy = constipation. Mmmm it is one of those things they don't warn you about....

Hello little 'Bump'...that is our little pet name we have given you, so much cuter that 'it' or 'the baby'....so we call you 'Bump' although you are not an outwardly visible bump yet, you are still our 'Bump'...

Well our little one, it has been a little while since I have written to you, so I thought I had better sit down and say hello.....

What has been happening with Mummy and Daddy since I last wrote?

You finally got to meet your Godmother Jodi and Godfather Al and their little brood, Cody, Jake and Little Al on the 24th. Mummy and Daddy went to down to watch the Footy (you WILL be a Crows supporter) with them, as we try to do regularly....Auntie Jo has one other Godchild, but you will be Uncle Al's first....

Mmmm...I thought you were going to curse Mummy with the dreaded Mr. Morning Sickness....

You certainly didn't like what I had for breakfast on the 26th July, but I was a big brave Mummy (getting practice in, at being brave for when you fall over and hurt yourself or are ill) and went to work feeling bad all day. I got home from work and went straight to bed....was feeling very jitter and cold. I couldn't warm not matter how hard I tried. You're Daddy was so concerned....

The next morning (Tuesday 27th) wasn't much better....again you refused to enjoy the breakast that I shared with you. (Unappreciative child. You will learn early on to eat what is put in front of you....). I was left feeling so weak and tired, that I couldn't face another day at work....so I stayed in bed.

But you know what 'Bump'? For those few days I was blaming you, I don't think it was your fault at all....I think it was a 48 hour bug. Well at least that I what I am saying as I have been fine since....so I am sorry for blaming you for making me sick, can you forgive Mummy?

You recieved some gorgeous flowers the day I went back to work from your Uncle Mick & Auntie Cess, who are both very happy for Mummy and Daddy and are looking forward to meeting you.....

Even though we are yet to do your room up yet, you spent your first two nights (13th/14th August) in your own room (with Mummy of course) and it wasn't scary at all....You had a special friend on the bed both nights too. Dee (Mummy and Daddy's dog) slept next to Mummy and you and kept us company.

Poor Daddy got two spend those two nights on his own in Mummy and Daddy' bed, with no one to keep him company, as he needed a little more room than normal to sleep. Daddy had a very sore ankle and needed to have it fixed so that when you get bigger he could run around and play with you, chase you with his ankle hurting...

Today, Daddy and I had our first appointment with the doctor that is going to be looking after Mummy and you until I bring you home from Hospital. Her name is Julie and she seem really nice....She checked Mummy's blood pressure, heart beat and even weighed me.....69 kilo's. We go to see her again in 6 weeks. So in 6 weeks time, Mummy and Daddy may just get to put a little face to your name when we have our first ultrasound.

Next Saturday (28th August) Mummy is having a scan done on her belly and a blood test done just to check that you are ok and developing as you should, and not sick or likely to get sick....

If we meet then, or we hear your tiny heart beat for the first time Mummy and Daddy will be so happy.....if not we will see you in 6 weeks....

Til then little Bump, Mummy, Daddy & Boofy (Dee) love you very much...