Somehow, I’m now 23 weeks pregnant! So here’s another update from me during what is proving to be a very difficult pregnancy.
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We moved house last week (not recommended when you’re sporting a bump the size of Pluto) - still I’m glad we did it now whilst I’m still able to waddle around. We’re mostly unpacked now but the baby’s room appears to have become a dumping ground for things to be put up in the loft *cross face*. This is bad timing as I’m slowly getting used to the fact I’ll be having a little girl and have been busy planning the decorations for her nursery. I can’t wait to get started so the sea of cardboard is getting on my nerves.
After contracting flu last week, I’m now feeling much better propped up with antibiotics and co-codamol. It’s always a difficult decision knowing whether to take medication during pregnancy but this was at the insistence of my doctor and I was so ill I wasn’t really in a position to argue! I’ve also discovered I’m suffering from Carpal Tunnel Syndrome (CTS) which means my whole body is stiff and sore every morning. This is circulatory problem (common in pregnancy) that means I struggle to flex my knees, ankles and wrists, and my shoulders and calves feel like they been put through a marathon (not much chance of that!). Apparently there are some really fetching braces and supports I can wear, but now I know I’m not arthritic, I’ve decided to try to brave it out with paracetamol instead. All the books say this will pass after the baby is born so I’m feeling much better about my granny-style descent down the stairs every morning.
We’ve also had two trips to A&E last week with Dexter who managed to get tonsillitis and was throwing up blood on Thursday night. The very next night, in some sort of suicidal bid to rid the taste of antibiotics from his mouth, he then decided to break into the cleaning cupboard and help himself to a scary concoction of products. Thankfully, it turns out the bottles he plumped for were non-toxic so we’re very lucky. Nevertheless the panic and fear that goes through your mind when you discover your child has mastered the child locks on the kitchen cupboards is still very fresh in my mind. He’s now banned from the kitchen and we have a shiny new stair gate to prevent anymore accidents. It’s definitely made me more anxious about how I’ll be able to cope with two babies.
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There’s also been lots of talk about names this week. It’s tricky finding something edgy enough to complement Dexter that’s still really traditional. We much prefer English names that haven’t been done-to-death, with lots of variations so she can make it her own (e.g. Catherine, Cathy, Kate, Katie - this is a rubbish example as I’m not keen on it at all, but you get the idea). It might sound weird but I’ve planned a trip to our local cemetery next week so we can check out all the headstones for inspiration. Turn-of-the-century names are my favourites so I’m guessing I’ll find some interesting ones there. In the meantime, I’m very open to suggestions if anyone has struggled with the same dilemma?
Until next time, Gems
