Happy 23 Weeks Pregnant to me! Can you tell it’s getting harder to think of new ways to introduce these posts that aren’t just ‘I am 23 weeks pregnant now’?
23 weeks has been great for baby wriggles and bump growth, but not so great for under-eye circles and my immune system. Basically, I’ve been poorly. I caught one of those ‘summer colds’ people talk about – something I’d never get normally, because I have an iron-clad immune system. But apparently I’m more susceptible to such things while growing a baby, and for the past few days I’ve been consumed with the classic runny nose/sore throat/hacking cough combo. Delightful.
Being ill during your first pregnancy is fine really, because you’re just looking after yourself and you can lie on the sofa whimpering softly while your partner brings you hot water with honey and two GU pots. But it really made me think about how tough it must be to be ill when you have children, and how it must be even tougher to be ill when you have children AND you’re pregnant. It’s the first time I’ve really thought about how different life will be come November, and how I really need to work on being less selfish. One for next week, maybe.
The main excitement for 23 weeks was the return of my nesting instinct, which made its first early appearance a few weeks ago and is now back and looking for action. Last weekend we hired a carpet cleaner and spent far too much money on Farrow & Ball paint in an attempt to start tackling the nursery – so far we’ve got a clean carpet and one coat of paint on the walls, so progress is definitely being made!
I’m planning on an entire re-do of the house before Baby Allison makes her appearance – we’re having a new kitchen fitted along with new carpets downstairs and I’m hoping to repaint our bedroom, too. I also want to do a carboot sale to cleanse me of all my useless clutter (will be following Hannah’s top tips for this) and generally just welcome our baby into a house that’s organised and serene. Like the calm before the storm (the storm being a newborn baby, obvs) if you will.
A final update from 23 weeks – I’ve started shopping with wild abandon. This week I’ve bought the Snuzpod, the Maxi-Cosi Pebble Plus car seat and 2Way base, a GroEgg, Ewan the Dream Sheep and what appears to be a mountain of sleepsuits. If you have any ‘couldn’t live without it/saved my sanity/stopped my baby from hating life’ recommendations, leave ’em in the comments while my debit card’s still hot.
PS – Happy Yorkshire Day!