Wednesday, May 12, 2010

On the eve of the 6th month

I weighed myself. I am 16 pounds up. 2 pounds over my target (doc only wants 1 pound a week coz I am a fatty). I was pretty shocked but my friend C put me right! I am sitting here my pants undone and my boobs growing by the moment. I have the glow and I love it all. Even my huge arse.

Wow, 6 months. I think I shall have a little celebration for the monkeys tomorrow. Take my team out for lunch or something. I guess this means I have 3 months to go. I am 14 weeks to my 38th week. My heart just did a flip-flop! I know I should be terrified of the sleepless nights, the problems, the screaming and all that. But really, I am so excited. I am totally freakin' psyched. I will have tons of help (night nurse, mothers help and a nanny when I go to work). I don't care if they scream and cry. I don't care if they puke all over me all the time. I just want to hold them, to be their mum. I want my kids in my arms safe and sound.


  1. Yay for you and the monkeys! I hope you enjoy every moment :D

  2. Eh, bodies can change. It may do crazy things now, but you were such an exercise hound for months, and you'll be able to do it again - especially with the kind of baby help you'll have! Because you're right, the things you are excited about are SO worth it! Even with my baby's milk allergy (read: diarrhea), blocked tear duct (read: icky eye goop), night feeds (read: tired mama) and other assorted little issues, when I hug and kiss him, all is right with the world. And you'll have all that times two!

  3. I am so excited for you! Don't be scared of all the "stuff" that comes with babies - you are planning ahead and will deal with what comes. And the babies will make it all worth it. Congrats on making it to 3rd tri!