Oops I did it again!

And again, I have deserted this blog for months on end, and neglected it whilst I’ve nurtured the growing baby in my belly instead.
I’m now into my 3rd trimester, and after spending the second not really feeling pregnant, due to having plenty of energy, and feeling good, it’s now catching back up with me, as my boobs have turned into HUGE domes, and I am getting kicked to shreds from the inside out.

I’m still at the council, don’t know if they’ll extend my contract which runs out next month, but I’m hoping they do, so that I can at least have a job to go back to one day.

I’m currently suffering with SPD, a pelvic thing, and have physio (my 2nd appointment) coming up this Friday. I’ve also got glucose in my urine, so have to have a GTT test on Friday as well. Not looking forward to that, apparently they not only stab you with needles, they make you drink a disgustingly sickly liquid to see how well you handle it – mmmmmmm.
Right, well it’s way past my bedtime. I’m only up to give the washing time to dry in the dryer. Rock and Roll or what! x

5 years

I love anniversaries, but I am usually absolutely rubbish at remembering them. I love remembering where I may have been on this day however many years ago, or remembering certain events that time-stamped my life, or made a difference. This time 5 years ago, I was feeling quite unwell. So unwell in fact, that I made a decision to go out to the little chemist in Hedon and purchase a pregnancy test. The test that changed my life and all around it! Yes, it was positive, and Evie and Marley existed in my womb, although as far as I was aware, it was just Evie on her own, or just Marley on her own, or even some boy who would’ve been called Jimi or something like that.

Stupidly, I sent a text message to annouce this to Alex. I didn’t have email at home at that point, I was off work due to feeling so sick, and he couldn’t take calls on his mobile. He had to be told straight away, and the only way he could be was via a wonderful, yet scary, SMS.

We told our families straight away, and the news went down far better than we expected, especially considering we’d not even been together a year, and it was all a bit sudden, plus Alex was younger, and it was all so scary for everyone.

However, 5 years on, to the day, we’ve proven that we weren’t too immature. We’ve proven to everyone who may have doubted our capabilities, that we are good parents, and we have 2 wonderful little girls to show for it.

The last 5 years have been challenging indeed, but when I see their beautiful little faces, I know that when I talked to my stomach on this very day 5 years ago, that they were in there, listening to me.