DD Minus 26 - Big vs Small

I wonder why it is as soon a pregnant woman starts showing, that everyone is the universe feels its ok to comment on the size of her bump? Checkout chicks, delivery men, people in line at the bank.... it seems like everyone loves a pregnant belly, and there is nothing better than getting to throw their two cents worth in on its size and/or shape. I'll admit, i've never copped the " Oh my God - you're the size of a house! " comments - it seems, even though i'm relatively short in the torso, that i carry " small " and produce small children ( although Miss Jelly here may yet prove that theory wrong ). Even so, i've had my fair share of " Wow - you're so little! " or " You're barely showing! " or comment made about how neat and tidy my bump is.

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Like i have any say in it of course - its not like i've done anything in particular to keep my bump relatively small, nor could i even if i had wanted to. Luckily, i'm a " water off a ducks back " kind of gal, and comments on my bump dont really bother me so much. However, i think i may feel differently if random strangers kept telling me how huge i was, instead of how small. Just like me, those gorgeous pregnant women who end up with massive preggy bellies, akin to having to carry a whopping great big watermelon around with you all day... well, they havent done anything out of the ordinary to end up " big " either. Some of them may have gestional diabetes or some other pregnancy complication that has increased the size of their bumps, but thats hardly their fault. Even if it were their fault - why do people feel its ok to make comment on it? Its not like when they see a massively obese person in the supermarket that they go " Woah, holy moly - you're gigantic arent you? "

No, no they dont. You know why? Because that would be rude! So on behalf of pregnant ladies everywhere - big, small, super curvy or tear dropped shaped bumps, carrying high or carrying low - please think about what you're saying before you open your mouth. By all means, ask when our due date is, or how we're feeling, or if we've picked a name yet ( those are all far less controversial ).... just keep comments about body shape/size to yourself ( unless you're going to tell me how gorgeous my bump is ). If you wouldnt like me telling you that you're the size of a barge, or inferring that how small you are is akin to being unhealthy, then dont say it to me!

DD Minus 27 - Last Fortnight We Had A Sleepover

I know posting around here has been a bit erratic, but i've tried to post at least once a week. And then, last week - nada. So where was I ? I would love to be able to say that i was off on some exotic babymoon, or too busy doing interesting things but no... sadly, my gorgeous little Flynny had picked up a bout of gastro and we spent the majority of the week hanging around at the hospital.

See, my BIL and SIL visited us on a Friday night with their three children. They live 3 hrs away so we dont see them all that often, but when they are in town or on their way through, they stop in for a cuppa and a play. Their middle boy, who is notoriously sooky, was alternately lying all over my lounge and then getting up to play with all of Flynns toys ( which he didnt pack up when he left! ). After an hour, as they were leaving, BIL thinks to say " Oh, by the way, Middle Child has been vomiting all day "..... well bloody thanks! I know we dont see you often but why would you bring a child you has been throwing up all day into a house with a toddler AND a pregnant lady?! Morons...

Saturday and Sunday passed ok, Monday Flynn seemed a little lethargic then bam! Midnight Monday poor little fella starts throwing up. He tried eating a little and drinking, but he couldnt keep anything down and had very dry nappies so Tuesday afternoon up we went to the local emergency ward. After some hydralite, an anti-nausea tablet, and being monitored for 3 hrs we were allowed to go home, with strict instructions that if he started vomiting again or his nappies were still excessively dry, to come back. Which is exactly what we did Wednesday lunchtime, after another morning of " bomits " and dry nappies.

This time he had a canula inserted and was put on a drip, to be admitted to the Paed ward for the night. My poor little man - it took 4 of us to hold him down so the doctor could insert the canula, and after that he was terrified of sitting on his little bed in the ER, waiting to go down to the ward. He wouldnt sit anywhere except on someones lap - luckily my mum and dad had both come to see him and decided they would stay til he was moved from ER to Paeds. Once we were down there he calmed a bit - the lovely nurses gave him some stickers and offered him some custard, which he managed to eat and keep down - and after a quick trip home to get us some PJs he and i settled in for the night.

I tried to make it sound exciting by telling him it was a " sleep over " at the hospital. Even though there was nothing remotely exciting about it, it seemed to work - he only woke once during the night, when his drip ran out and the machine started beeping. I, however, had the fold out bed from hell and was incredibly uncomfortable, what with the squeaky springs, and pregnancy aches. Its an experience i hope not to repeat ever again! Thankfully in the morning his appetite had started to come back, his nappies were wet and he seemed much more like himself, so were sent home on gate leave at lunch time ( and officially discharged the next day ).

And that, my friends, is what kept me from posting last week. Even on the Friday, when we were home and totally vomit free for 2 days, i was still exhausted from all the stress of having my little man sick, and the lack of sleep. I dont think my brain would have functioned for me well enough to post, even if i had had the motivation! But now, with the official countdown on, my motivation is back. Question remains - what do i post tomorrow?

DD Minus 28 - The Countdown is ON!

So, after another quiet fornight around these here bloggy parts, i intend on returning with a vengeance! So, if you couldnt tell from the title of this post, I am now 36 weeks pregnant which means there is 28 days til my due date ( hence the DD Minus 28 ). And, as i attempted to do when pregnant with Flynn, i am going to try and post every one of those days, until i hit my due date or the baby is born, which ever comes first.

To be honest, i hope the baby follows in Flynns footsteps and arrives before its due date. Its not like i'm in intense pain or suffering from complications, or feeling any more aches pains then any other pregnant lady, its just ... well... by this stage in the game i'm a bit over it. I'm tired of the waddling, the stiff joints, the pregnancy itch, the Braxton Hicks, the waking at night to either roll over or pee and the wriggling/stretching movements that make it feel like this Little Miss is about to pop right through my skin. I'm just super keen to meet our little bundle and bring her home to her family!

So with the countdown officially on, and with 28 days left to go, i'm not really sure that i have all that much left to get ready: all 3 bags are packed ( mine, babies, and Flynns in case he has to stay overnight at Grandma and Poppies ); the bunting, wall art and quilt i made for room are completely finished and all i have to do in there is vacuum; the car seat will be going in as of this weekend; and this Sunday just gone my parents came and gave us a hand to spring clean the house top to toe, ready for bubby to come home. I'm sure there is probably something small that i'm yet to do but i cant quite think of it right now.

So - what to post about on DD Minus 27? I might explain where i was for at least part of the last two weeks.....