SOME EXCITING NEWS.
Firstly thank you so much for all the lovely comments on Instagram this week, it was such a relief to finally be able to share the news – that's right, I've not just got a bit lardy over Christmas...we are expecting a baby!
Although I am now almost 23 weeks it has taken some time for us to get round to telling everyone in the family, our friends and of course at work. It's such a relief to finally be able to talk about it because a lot of our time and focus has now turned to baby prep.
I've wanted to be a Mum for so long. However my dear husband – ever Mr Sensible – suggested we hang on until we were more settled with work, finances and home. After we got married we threw ourselves into moving house and then he finally admitted he really wanted to fill it with children and that we probably should get on with it. Hurrah. So here we are.
It's all going well – we've seen baby twice now at our 12 and 20 week scans, and he or she seems to be progressing nicely. We've decided to keep the baby's gender a surprise until he or she has arrived – it seems a nice thing to look forward at the end of it all! I would love for Mr L to be the one to tell me if we have a son or a daughter too, rather than someone we don't know...
Broadly I've been relatively healthy in the pregnancy, now that the grim first trimester has passed. Baby L is very active and kicking away on and off all day long, and now my tummy is now 'properly' pregnant and not just akin to a triple roast-dinner bloat, I feel very comfortable and happy. Although that non-descript bulge did hang around for a long time and I felt about as sexy as a walrus.
We've started to get our baby shopping game on this last month or so too, which is making the prospect feel all the more real. The travel system has arrived and we have a stash of goodies, old and new, waiting to go into the nursery. I'm excited to get on with that now and nest my little socks off. I hear lots of women say that pregnancy drags on, but I'm finding it's flying by? It may help that I have a friend at work who is 14 weeks ahead of me and nearing her due date – she's a constant reminder that pregnancy is such a progressive, altogether fleeting thing and that you do actually end up with a baby at the end of it!