It will be our first over night stay away from B as a couple. Weird. It is nice to think of grand schemes to get up to, but yeah we just want to sleep, watch some crap TV, eat some nice food and swim. I need to get a new swimming costume as the one I wore in summer was tight then.
We were conflicted over her sleep training, and naturally reacting to how we saw her. Tiago did cuddle her a lot the first time round until she calmed down, but she was still upset.
So after a while he went in again and as she was still crying I also went in. We laid in her cot with her and before long she was clapping and laughing, so I read her bedtime story and sang Twinkle Twinkle to her to let her know it was bedtime, then she settled. Phew.
I planned to give it to her, but forgot. We usually don’t use the syringe that comes with it, so I have to use that now and realised that we haven’t been giving her the full dose that she is allowed so hopefully by doing that she will be in less pain now.
Covid, B and life have just stopped me having one. I definitely want a proper one after Baby X is born. I haven’t had many in my life, but I know it will be good for my body, and me.
24 weeks pregnant with B comparison:
I am currently (31st October) sat in one of my tight tops. I feel less awkward as no one really sees me these days. I have breathed in a few times in the mirror to see if it makes a difference, but at this point it does not.
I can’t believe that Covid is still a thing and cases are going up… At least we have vaccines now. I have been less scared now that I am double vaccinated, and I feel better for having the flu jab as well.
I have been stretching more this time, so I think that is helping a lot.
After all the um-ing and ah-ing, this Instagram Live really sold it to me. The advice has been quite inconsistent until now (GP said to get it when I said I was pregnant, midwives said to wait until 16 weeks etc.)
I don’t drive, not keen on getting public transport (especially while pregnant and not vaccinated), and all the places giving jabs are far away. I booked it for when my Mum usually visits, and when B naps so it worked out well. Thanks Mum.
I didn’t fancy being in a small room, even with social distancing. I was surprised how many people were turning up without masks, but they were quickly asked where it was and given a disposable one. The tent downstairs was very airy and I sat by a doorway.
I have not been napping so much now that my energy is back a bit, so I usually get a headache by the evening which probably isn’t helped by a lot of screen time. Yesterday I couldn’t get up from my afternoon nap, but I had been up since 5.15am and didn’t nap in the morning…
It’s one of the reasons why I took so long to announce my pregnancy last time, as I was not sure what we would do if I tested high risk for something. I am guessing I will announce my pregnancy the week after next, though I generally tell anyone that I am chatting to (if I remember). Especially when I see someone in person, as that never happens…
I wish I had a massage before bedtime, but oh well. She seems to enjoy it and I sing to her softly or talk quietly. It’s a nice moment between us 🙂
13 weeks pregnant with B comparison:
Well, these photos actually fit well together. I guess I’m posting these comparisons a bit out of sync now and I’ll have to add another one to try to realign things.
I should have posted this image in the last post as it mentions the guy getting annoyed at me for not drinking enough water…
From the post: ‘#WithMyTwelveWeekAppointmentWithBIGotToldOffForNotHavingAFullEnoughBladderAndGotSentToDrinkMoreWater I still remember his annoyed face. I had not wanted to have a situation where I felt like I was going to piss myself, but obviously I was nowhere near that – plus the appointment was on time then.’
I have definitely been less sick this time – I had a period of really trying not to be sick. This post mentions being sick for the 42nd time. I was sick about 56 times in total (that’s the number I documented in Puke Portraits), whereas Puke Portraits II is 32 images.
I haven’t really noticed too many stretch marks this time, but I also haven’t really been looking for them. I’ve been using the same oil that I used last time though, as well as another one that I bought for after I gave birth but only opened last week.
I have felt less pressure about my body this time. Maybe it’s because I do not really see many people, but also I try to go out once or twice a day and I stretch in the morning and evening. My body feels strong and I know there is not much more that I could be doing. I do worry that I will not have time to stretch once baby X is born, but if I can faff on social media for 5 minutes, then I can stretch.
I also didn’t have many marks after B was born, but maybe it’s because she was quite small and arrived early, so it may be different this time.
But of course I’m the kind of person who then stubs their toe and thinks that I should put it next to my baby’s hand instead. It doesn’t even really look that bad in the picture, but it got worse as the day went on.
I stub my toes quite a lot, though I thought I hadn’t hit it as hard as previous times but afterwards it hurt more. I had moved the sofa to do dance videos and there was less space to walk by it than usual, so obviously the one time I’m not wearing my sandals I kick the sofa leg. I usually hurt them on the bed or something. Perhaps it doesn’t look that bad because the bedsheet is more purple.
(My feet looks quite tanned compared to B’s hand. I guess I’ve been wearing sandals a lot and B isn’t in the sun very much.)
She had probably been scratching it, but her eyes get gunky and I have to clean them a lot. Their tear ducts get blocked easily at this age. It seems to be getting bad again, so I need to keep doing this massage:
I’ve mentioned how great doctor’s appointments are near me at the moment a few times on this blog (I’m sure it’s a similar situation in the rest of the UK, but I don’t know for sure). It must be better for doctors with less people missing appointments/being late, and like I said I don’t have to stress about leaving home. Speaking of stressed about leaving home…
Of course I had just gotten out of the shower and was getting dressed when it went off. I had never heard it go off before. I just kind of froze in panic. It would have been different if Tiago was there, but obviously he wasn’t. I just didn’t know what to do.
Do I carry her? Put her in a carrier? Put her in a car seat? Put her in the pushchair? Do I put her in a cardigan? Do I change her clothes? Do I bring a bottle in case I feel awkward feeding her? What if we are out there for hours?
I should have just grabbed some stuff quickly, put it in a bag and sorted her out once we got outside. Hopefully I won’t have to worry about it again, but next time I’d just get us out ASAP as you never know if it’s real or not.
(Then perhaps too many unnecessary hashtags about me interacting with neighbours/wanting to interact with neighbours.)
I saw two next door neighbours once during lockdown and I wasn’t even sure if they were the neighbours I’d seen before. I don’t know if they noticed that I was pregnant. Were they surprised to hear a baby a few months later? The other next door neighbour/s I might have seen once but I don’t remember. I feel like the one I saw a bit moved out. It’s a shame as in London we knew one neighbour and I thought we would know more here. The day that we moved in we chatted to a guy who lived in our building and he seemed nice, but we haven’t seen him since. So yeah, I’d be keen to know our neighbours more.
The way we spoke to people in our last building was by looking after their post, because it used to get stolen a lot. Here it doesn’t seem to be a problem though…