31 weeks pregnant feels large.
There you go, should just end this blog post now because that is all I have to say on the matter. I am large, I feel large, I look large.
Mr P thinks it's quite amusing because from the back I don't look terribly big but as I turn round it becomes eye-wateringly evident that I am with child. Ha, with child is my fave preggers expression of all, makes me feel like I'm a character in a Jane Austen novel. You should also note that up the duff makes me smirk a bit too!
Everything is going swimmingly. I still feel good albeit a little uncomfortable, I keep misjudging the size of my belly and knocking into door frames and it hurts, done it twice now so must make a note to myself "belly is huge, watch out"! Still out and about though, walking Tilly and lunching with pals, quite glad I'm not working though, don't think I could cope with doing a full day's actual, real-life work!
I am however working on the last essay I need to write to complete my degree (jut an exam to go and then I'm done) and also hooking like a mad thing to finish the baby blanket in plenty of time so there's not too much slacking in the Bloom household.
I had my iron levels checked mid-month and they came back okay which was a bit of surprise. I thought that being vegetarian might make them a bit low but I've been taking an iron supplement (which tastes hideous!) so that must be working.
The other good news is that I can still fit into some of my normal clothes, I was particularly pleased to be able to fit (just) into this French Connection maxi dress!
I think it fits because it's empire line and the underboob tie kind of makes it look like it actually is a maternity dress (seperating the boob from the belly is always a good move in my humble opinion). I was pleased as punch wearing it though, I swished about like I was again in that Jane Austen novel (oh Mr Darcy), sensing a theme, maybe it's something to do with my name!
I also got to wear my favourite summer sandals. Sandal wearing and getting one's toes out in the fresh air has been a bit of a rarity this summer so I jumped at the chance to get these bad boys of bling on my feet. I love them, I love them....Yahoo!
Right I have to get going and take Tilly out before the Olympic gymastics starts. I love it although it makes me all emotional but then everything makes me all emotional at the moment, I have cried listening to the radio, adverts on the telly, the opening ceremony and virtually every Olympic event that I've watched.
Have a great week (pregnant, weepy or otherwise).