Due to a cock up by the useless morons that work at my doctors surgery, Peanut had her 8 week vaccinations yesterday, at 10.5 weeks.

The surgery decided to ram a vaccination brochure in with her appointment into a regular envelope and stick a normal first class stamp on it. Needless to say a week later I got a card from the post office saying she had a letter that had been under paid and I needed to pick it up the next day and pay £1.50 for the privilege. This meant that by the time I got the letter I had half an hour to get to the appointment. Needless to say, we didn’t make it.

I had kind of figured that we could get an appointment the next day but apparently the vaccinations can ONLY be done at baby clinic which is ONLY on a Thursday and the following week was full, hence yesterday’s appointment.

I will never understand this. They have the vaccination in house so why the hell do they restrict appointments to one bloody day?!

Making sure OH was home in time from a business trip to London was a bit of a logistical nightmare but I simply can not do vaccinations. It goes against all my maternal instincts to pin my baby down whilst it screams in pain so it’s his job to do the holding whilst I try and contain my sobs whilst shushing in their ear.

It was particularly bad this time as there is the added Meningitis vaccination given (DS narrowly missed out on the introduction of this) which meant 3 jabs and the oral, as opposed to DS’ 2.

Barring the inevitable screaming she did good, she even resisted projectile vomiting the oral rotovirus vaccine that they insist ALL babies love (well I can categorically say that neither of mine loved it, far from it).

Due to the nature of the Meningitis vaccination, they recommend giving a dose of Calpol (2.5ml) when you get home and then atleast 2-3 more doses afterwards as a low grade temperature is a common side effect.

Peanut fell asleep in the car on the way home and barring getting a dose of Calpol in her and a small feed she slept all afternoon and early evening, woke at 8 for some more calpol and another feed then slept again until 2. She was boiling hot at this time but a very mild increase in body temperature so repeated Calpol and feed, opened some windows and then she slept until 6 (had it not be for DS’ usual noisy appearance she’d have probably slept longer).

It’s now 10am and she’s been asleep since pre-school run.

I truly hate having them endure their inoculations but I know how important it is for them and am now left with the dilemma as to whether to find the money to get DS his Meningitis vaccination despite telling him all his jabs are done now until he’s a teenager. Don’t relish breaking my promise but also don’t want to take the risk of him catching the disease. Though how likely is that? Dilemmas, dilemmas!


32 Weeks + 6

Both DS and Peanut had a lie in this morning, in fact neither of them made a move from about midnight last night which automatically made me panic.

At 7 I had to check DS was breathing (of course he was fine) when he woke at 7.15 the Doppler came out to check on Peanut (of course it was fine too). As soon as I ate breakfast Peanut started dancing and hasn’t stopped since. 

Jeez I’m neurotic.

Praying for another good night from both tonight but OH home so I doubt it, and if they are fine he’ll keep me awake with his snoring.

I am just so tired now that a good night’s sleep really is required now, more than ever.

Round ligament pain much eased today though bump stretching aches have taken over.

Have been suffering cramp in my foot today too which is new. Quickly rectified but uncomfortable at the time, which is usually when I’m trying to get up off the floor making the whole process not only ungainly, but agonisingly hilarious too, especially for any onlookers.

This evening Peanut has been pretty much sticking its bum out to the side making my bump the most hilarious shape, whilst massaging (well that’s what it feels like) my bladder. This is the part of pregnancy I love, even when it’s uncomfortable it is truly the most remarkable feeling.

50 days to go.

32 Weeks + 3

Suffering with round ligament pain today. This hasn’t been helped by my choice to leave car at school so as to get some walking in and forgetting I didn’t pack a jumper for DS so having to do extra trips down there. Still debating whether a belly band would be a good investment or not. Think I’ll see how it is over the next couple of days before I make a decision.

Headache free again today. Wahoo. Perhaps it was more sinus/cold related rather than pregnancy related but we’ll see how that goes over the next few days.

Getting exhausted really quickly in the afternoon and therefore a little (lot) short tempered. I just wish I’d get given a lie in from time to time, it’s crippling.

DS didn’t go to school with any joy again today, despite it being World Book Day Week and going dressed as a pirate from Ten Little Pirates. Breaks my heart even though I know he’s fine when I’ve gone. I swear they do it on purpose. I got told off of course, for dropping him off at 5 minutes to 8, I wouldn’t mind but they insist I pick him up at 10 minutes to 12 and they get funding for an 8-12 session. I shall not be picking him up early from now on.

On a MASSIVE positive. I spoke to my brother today and we’ve agreed on a plan for DS for when I have Peanut. SUCH a relief to get that sorted and he agreed without battle that them coming to our house should I go into labour spontaneously is the best option and they’re fine with that! Should I be induced then OH is going to drop me off at hospital and take DS to my brother’s house (which is only half hour away from hospital) and stay there until I’m in active labour so DS will be properly settled without too much trauma and not left for too long. That’s one less thing to keep me awake at night.

53 days to go

6 Weeks + 4

Made MW appointment yesterday. Usual congratulatory crap that I had to swat down like a swarm of annoying midgies on a muggy summer day. Wish my old midwife was there still. This one is so forgetful which doesn’t fill me with confidence. I had to go through my history nearly three times on the phone despite her supposedly remembering me.

MW: 7/9/16 1500

Nausea: Awful from wake up to about 4

Tiredness: as above

Cravings: stodgy carbs (marvellous). With my DS I ate fruit and salad all the way through. The mere thought of salad turns my stomach. Cue unwarranted weight gain when I’ve just lost all my baby weight after 3 years.

Aches: period pain like cramps still, not constant but enough to make me worry, won’t be telling my partner as I’m sure they’re absolutely fine and he’ll only worry.

Weight: 9st 0.5Ib

234 days to go 

6 Weeks + 6

Awful night with DS then woke up at 5.30 feeling sick. 

The mere thought of food is nauseating but I’m hungry so thinking of it constantly.

Fast becoming apparent fruit, yogurt and baked beans on toast are going to be my staple if I’m not going to pile on the weight. 

Must NOT buy carbs.

Nauseous all day, tired, floaty feeling, mild cramps still occurring. Sore boobs.
232 days to go

6 Weeks + 5

Still lots of cramps which are uncomfortable aswell as continuing to nag away at me. Will mention at MW.

Headaches have started but not half as bad as with DS

Sickness pretty much from wake up to 4pm still, along with tiredness. 

Only want to eat junk, going off food at teatime now too 

Away from home at moment and trying to sort out part exchanging our house for a more suitable one. Bring on the stress as I have major champagne dreams on beer money.

233 days to go 

Here We Go Again

Roll on 3 days and keeping it to myself failed miserably. I mentioned my fears to my partner who immediately started with the questions (he’s a world champion worrier). I also told my close friend as she realised something wasn’t quite right.

2 days later, the 16th August 2016, whilst on my own, my DS napping I did a test.

It was positive.

A simple text to partner accompanied the picture… It said it all, “Here we go again”

I am 4w+4d

My due date is 22nd April 2017

I have very sore boobs