I think my alarm had gone off but I was so disorientated that I went back to sleep and then woke up 40 minutes later and went ‘whoops’. The alarm clock in our room has weirdly disappeared while we were on holiday, but every one says they have not touched it. Weird.
The way her lip curls (I think that’s the right term?) and she looks at me. I only say no if she is doing something dangerous, so I do not feel too bad about it. She does not give T the same look though…
I decided to not wear one when I saw no one else was, but then I spent the whole class feeling uncomfortable. With this one, someone else walked in wearing one, but then took it off. I felt awkard being the only person wearing one – in case people thought I was ill or something. Oh well.
She is just doing a lot of observing, so one day she might just start to do more things, and get more involved. We just need to wait and see.
20 weeks pregnant with B comparison:
It seemed quite pushed out from an early stage this time, but I didn’t document it as it was not so interesting to me this time.
My next post will talk about my 20 week scan for baby X. It was definitely a lot easier this time round, though I was sent out to go to the toilet (weirdly I wrote holiday) to see if it would help do the last few checks.
We saw the flags and were pretty gutted. Tiago went to talk to the lifeguards to see if it was safe enough to swim/take B in. There was a set of stairs that was safe to use, but we had to be careful as waves would wash over the wall and made it a bit dangerous.
B was quite happy splashing in a little puddle on the rocks by the sea, but then after she’d had a bit of a splash in the sea she was annoyed again. She was getting quite jealous of me swimming in the sea. Better to be safe than sorry…
Today Tiago is out all day running errands, and I’m not sure how to entertain her all day. It’s times like these that I wish I could drive… Public transport around here is not easy to use/it takes forever.
People just eat later here. Yesterday I had a small dinner when B had hers (at 6ish) and then I had a second dinner at a friend’s house.
She can have a good snack when she wakes up from her second nap if she’s having a later dinner. We haven’t given her any yoghurt since we’ve been here (which we usually give her as a snack before bedtime in hope that she will sleep later).
Usually I keep a look out for them, but I was just swimming by myself and felt an electric shock in my arm. I told a friend (in bad Portuguese) and she said maybe it was muscle pain, but I didn’t think so.
Tiago was with a friend who was talking to a lifeguard, so he put some gel on it, and then a bit later the area where I got stung raised up a bit. It wouldn’t hurt and then suddenly it would. Weird. I had looked in the water but saw nothing.
I was trying to get out via a ladder, but lots of people kept jumping in so the water rose too high and I gulped some. I felt sick, but hoped the feeling would pass. I kept stopping in case I was sick, but thought I could get back to my towel and be okay. Tiago was with me as someone was watching B while we had a quick swim together. Suddenly I felt sick again, so put my hand to my mouth and some sadly sprayed out of the side of it. I felt embarrassed – especially with Covid and everything. Awkward. Tiago went back with water to clean it, but all evidence had already gone.
We have two flights by two different operators, but we bought them through one operator. The first flight is at 8am, then the second has been moved from 3pm to 8pm. Good job Tiago drove us to London as I was worried enough about catching a train with the 3pm flight (it’s a 3 hour flight). The airline we booked through don’t care, and say we can just have a refund – which isn’t great when you book months in advance for cheaper prices. The airline who delayed their flight have a first flight that is at 1pm, so that would save us waiting around so much at least but we’ll see what they say. It’s going to be a long day with a 14 month old and my pregnant belly, plus poor Tiago then has to drive us home.
The first time we went it was early in the morning and very foggy, so we were the only ones there. The second time it was quite a bit busier. There are a lot of Muscovy ducks, some Appleyards, and some I don’t know. (My parents had ducks when I was younger.)
We’ve been to a couple of swimming spots lately that I hadn’t been to before, as they’re closer and more kid friendly. I looked for a soft play or kid’s centre, but they don’t seem to have any around. Shame. Covid cases are quite low here. (I just checked and there are currently 14 people with confirmed Covid.)
The guy had just set it all down, B went to go for my water and knocked the coffee over. I went to grab it, but realised I was too late so backed away and stood up. Luckily it just caught the end of my dress, as I didn’t want a burned belly!
It’s nice that things are so kid friendly here. B had woken up early from her second nap (I think) so she had a very early bedtime, otherwise we could have brought her for a bit.
Tiago generally brings me home, then goes back out. He brought me home around 10.30pm and then got back at 2am. It’s good for him to see his friends, but I don’t know how he can stay out so late and then be fine in the morning.
I feel motivated to try to find the time and energy to study more again – I’ve been a bit ‘lazy’ with all the pregnancies and mothering. We need to watch more kids stuff in Portuguese perhaps; I’ve been enjoying watching Bluey in Portuguese.
It is going to be a shock going home to quarantine for 10 days after being out so much. I need to make an effort to do more with B when we return, especially after I get my second jab.
17 weeks pregnant with B comparison:
This time no one mentioned to me about getting the whooping cough, so I will be getting it at around 27 weeks. No one will be saying that I don’t look pregnant enough for it this time…
It’s funning reading about ‘sleeping in late’. Now I’m like what is that? I should have relaxed more when I was pregnant with B. I used to waste so much time. Now I don’t have as much time to faff…
Definitely still anxious this time around.
I feel less excited about birth this time around, even though I would say I had a good experience with B. I am mentally trying to prepare myself though and am starting to read about things again. I am excited to meet her though…
Good to know that it’s been annoying getting an appointment for my 20 week scans both times.
I wasn’t into lentils and chickpeas at the start of this pregnancy either. B has baked beans on toast a lot and they were grossing me out, but I have started to have them for lunch lately (mid-October).
I didn’t wear this cardigan after having B, but it might be more appropriate with having a winter baby this time (B was a summer baby).
We really didn’t rush to buy anything for B, and thought we didn’t need much, but after she was born we bought LOADS.
It’s weird that in the end not many people saw me heavily pregnant with B.
Yet to do a shoot, but I know it will have a very different look. Maybe these posts will be more like holiday photos? I imagine there being a picture from later today of me standing with a slight bump in front of some water…
(Tiago did take some photos of me on my phone, but they were only cute family album photos, not project pictures – so instead I took some of me sat on the bed in my swimming costume instead.)
It was better to be early than late to the airport. I was worried the car would breakdown or there would be massive traffic jams or anything might delay us.
We took lots of snacks and bought a few more things. Being early allowed us to weigh our bags and reshuffle stuff. Our suitcases were both over. Annoyingly our first flight had limits of 20kg per bag, and the second flight had 23kg limits. Our backpacks were just super heavy for the first flight…
I was worried about B’s meals but she was quite happy snacking on picnic type food (B and I both loved some mozzarella and tomato pastries we got).
It’s obviously very different to the one we have. It was pushed against our bed and B kept climbing out of it to come onto our bed. I was trying to go to bed at the same time as her, while T was getting ready to go to a stag do.
Turned out the quarantining and day 6 test had recently been dropped. Win.
I was knackered as I had not napped at all, and then B was just stood up shaking the cot.
We knew she was tired as it had been a long day for her. It was our first co-sleeping session as normally we try to get her to sleep, but she won’t. She normally just moves all over the place, but she was still in her sleeping bag and the room was pitch black which probably helped.
I’m sure she’d seen a cow before, but this was her first time really being aware of them. The playground is nice and wasn’t here last time we visited. The cats live in a house looking onto the playground and like to hang around, so it’s a nice little visit.
I know she has been teething in those areas for a long time. She wanted to teethe on my finger and I noticed one, then a few hours later I noticed another one. That also might be why she got upset on the plane…
We were both so tired. Travelling was knackering and with a toddler you can not switch off. I felt stressed as we were stuck at home, but we do not have many toys for B here and I feel like that there is not a safe spot to play with her as all the floors are super hard and there are steps and things. Hard life.
I’m not expecting everyone to look after B all the time, but it’s what we need. It’s rare that T and I both leave the house without B.
We went to the closest spot and we had not been there before. It was nice, though quite shallow and I worried about banging my toes on rocks. A friend cut his toe… I need to get some swimming socks or shoes.
It felt good though.
We also saw our friend’s sister and husband. They have a baby too, but she was at home being looked after by her grandparents while she slept too. We agreed the swimming spot wasn’t very kid friendly.
We got there at 8:30ish which is already late for me. It was nice to chat though, but swimming makes me hungry and I was… hungry.
I knew we’d regret going to bed late and B was up at 5:30. Luckily Tiago let me go back to sleep once B started to eat breakfast, and Tiago’s Mum took over from him after a while so he could work.
It’s so nice having the extra help as it means now I am working while B naps instead of being so tired that I need to nap. Obviously I don’t expect this to happen everyday, but I need to recharge my batteries and get some small things done.
Yesterday at the swimming spot Tiago looked after B while I swam with a friend. Then we got out and the friend said she could have B while Tiago joined me for a swim. She was quite happy playing with everyone else, and it was nice this morning seeing her playing with her grandparents. She is a little less needy of Tiago which is nice for him.
Ish. I’ll never completely relax, but I’m getting better. Yesterday she had some omelette at the swimming spot, then we gave her some fruit and milk when we got home. That seemed okay.
I’m used to other people watching her for an hour or so at my Nan’s house, but not elsewhere. It’s good for her though and it’s good for us.
16 weeks pregnant with B comparison:
My hashtags used to be short…
With my latest pregnancy I got the smaller part of the pillow out around 11 weeks (see this post), and I started to use the rest of it around 24 weeks. I didn’t know where it was, but I also didn’t want it taking up the whole bed but the bed we sleep in now is bigger, so it’s less overwhelming using it.
I have had less hip pain this time, but I think it’s due to stretching early on in the morning and evening.
I had my 16 week appointment a bit earlier this time due to our trip.
I think I have not really thought that I’ve wet myself so much this time, which is nice. But geez the body does a lot of clearing out…
Reading these hashtags make me feel weird that there is a small human inside of me. I still look at B most days and think ‘whoa, I grew her’ and can not believe that I am a mother.
I feel similar this time about wearing tight fitting tops, but then again I do not really go out much apart from for walks and B’s toddler classes.
I haven’t taken any naked pictures of myself yet naked this time (currently 25 weeks pregnant), but I feel like I should soon as there’s not much time left really and it’s a nice record for myself.
My Nan got the zebra from a charity shop for four quid. Of course at first she loved the zebra more. They have the same one at the soft play place I took her to, but she was too young for it then and it had no batteries in it – the music adds a lot to it.
She likes to hang on the climbing frame and watch TV.
This makes it sounds like people care. No one cares, but for me it is a big deal. I’ve been dragging out posting my non pregnancy related stuff for a while – going down from two posts a week to one. Now I need to post a backlog of stuff…
With B I waited until after I was 20 weeks, but that was because it took so long to get my syndrome results back. I’m hoping sharing my story this time might help others who may be at similar stage – I’m bored of reading comments on different platforms about people being dumb for getting pregnant during a pandemic.
I just wish I had more time to do it. Yesterday B was sat on the floor with me while I tried to sort through things. I’m playing my favourite game of ‘would I pay £5 to ship this book to keep it?’ I need to be quite ruthless.
We’ve lived with my Nan for 9 months now. We’re grateful, but we need some more space to ourselves. We keep looking at moving out, but we are looking for something short term now and there is not much about. By us living with her she gets support, and we also get support. I think it is normal to want more space, though I feel bad for saying these things.
I do not think that I will be nesting to the same level as when B was born, as I will have B to look after. Also with how our living arrangement is it will be harder to organise things without waking one of them up.
When I leave she does not care at all, which is good. Tiago will put B down and she will cry, but I have to tell him that once he has put her down he should not pick her up again – as I think she cries more as she knows he usually will pick her up again. It sounds mean, but he usually puts her down as he has things to do, so he needs to go do them.
This morning we waved bye through the window, then I took her to the living room before he’d pulled away and within 30 seconds she was fine.
13 weeks pregnant with B comparison:
(I don’t have a picture from 14 weeks, and I’ll save the 14 and a half weeks one for my next post.)
Well, I have been mentioning vomit a lot lately. I was more sick when I was pregnant with B though. Luckily my food aversions didn’t seem so bad this time too.
With this image/hashtags I think I must have actually had a stomach bug or something as Tiago was also sick at least once. We were visiting his brother in Portugal at time and I was really struggling to find food that I wanted to eat as all my usual favourite things weren’t really available.
I’m starting to feel sick just looking at this image and reading the hashtags…
It was the day that it was due to be opened by and it had not been opened yet. I opened it as the bag we were supposed to eat with dinner did not look appetising either (it came in one of those recipe boxes but they sent the wrong salad, and it looked a bit rotten too). In the end we picked some salad from the garden…
It is a bit annoying, but I’d rather dry heave than be sick.
I’ll often brush my teeth and worry about being sick, which really doesn’t help…
I wrote this at 6am. It’s now 9am and B has gone down for a nap and I will follow after I write this. Zzz. I also didn’t take B for a walk this morning as I felt so tired, but in ways I feel like I have a bit more energy at times.
It did me a lot of good. I’ve felt better since then.
I’m fuming. I can’t even be bothered to rant anymore about it.
Great. I’m like ‘aww look at her wanting to drink from a glass’ and then it’s just ‘splashhhh’. We do get a tub out for her and let her splash about a bit, and she’s been having baths more regularly due to the heat. She seems to enjoy it.
I kept getting adverts, and I don’t want to be morbid but you never know what is round the corner. There’s Covid, birthing complications, freak accidents, life… Thought I’d mention it in case this motivates anyone else to sort theirs out.
In case she was about to say ‘don’t worry about wearing masks’ or something, as I was the second person to arrive. It might sound selfish to some, but fair to others. Some women in the class are still breastfeeding and may not have wanted to get vaccinated yet as well, and someone else may be pregnant but they’re not as gobby as me. Who knows.
I felt emotional. She was off the other week as she had to self-isolate. I was surprised it had not happened before. By us wearing masks it also protects her as this is her business and she can not afford to get Covid.
Just a (what I thought was) funny story to end things on. I was like ‘oh cute, the dog wants to say hello’, but I had a good laugh after realising she was only looking for food. Unlucky for her as I rarely give B food to eat in her pushchair.
Time for a nap. It sounds like a lot of work is going on outside – chainsaws and diggers? I hope B sleeps. I hope I sleep. I’ll read a bit of The Volunteer by Jack Fairweather first and then try to kip. I thought it’d be a small book, but it’s 780 pages. Just checked and the notes start about 200 pages from the end, so that’s a little less overwhelming now.
12 weeks pregnant with B comparison:
Well, the images are quite different – one is all about hiding and one is about revealing (I do like hiding and revealing as a theme).
I think I was eating fairly healthy at this point with this pregnancy, but today I said to T that I really want pizza and I think I have not been eating so well lately.
I currently do not think I am the best mother, but I am not the worst and I know that I am doing about 80% of my best. I am human, so at times I do just let her play by herself which is good for her anyways.
I am finding pregnancy weird again, and the cramps still freak me out.
Yeah I’m talking about discharge, and though I talked about it in Waiting… I’m like maybe people don’t want to read about it again? It is something that I had not heard about before being pregnant though.
Another fun pregnancy symptom. Every night Tiago is like ‘I need to get up early in the morning’, but will then give me time to stretch while he makes B breakfast as I really can not stomach feeding her at the moment.
Mentally it felt like a win, but physically it felt the same. (Her waking up after 6.)
I only watched the last fifteen minutes of extra time as I felt too stressed to watch it. It doesn’t feel like a proud win and I’m quite disgusted by the behaviour of English fans. Add my Covid worries to it and I’m annoyed as hell.
I mentioned reading a book by Stephen Fry in my last post, but I’ve moved on to How To Solve A Murder by Derek and Pauline Tremain. It’s not really what I thought it would be after months of delaying reading it, but it’s an easy read.
I was worried we had hurried into booking stuff and was worried about the cost of changing our flight. Luckily I decided to not go for the cheapest option via not buying through the actual airline, and it turns out we have flexible tickets. Great. So if all goes to plan we will make our connecting flight that evening.
Swimming. I just want to swim. I never swam when I was pregnant with B, and I want to experience it this time as if things go well then I think two children are enough.
10 weeks pregnant with B comparison:
14th September: Well, I can completely relate to these previous hashtags. I’m nearly double in pregnant now, but I still can not get my head around it. It is odd thinking that next year we could be a family of 4. It’s weird thinking of myself as a mother of 2, it’s weird thinking of B as a big sister, it’s bizarre.
I wish I could nap as often as I could then, but I did have a nap yesterday afternoon – I was really disorientated, and I woke B up 40 minutes later than I should have. Whoops.
Tiago talks to my bump when he remembers, but it’s different this time around with B as she is a big distraction. The pregnancy seems to be going faster.
I’m yet to do a shoot, but I’ve called it General Documenting Pregnancy Shoot for now as I want to experiment a bit today and not pretend to be a one year old for once.
(3rd September 2021: I have a habit of doing shoots just after eating, so I look a bit more pregnant than I was. I’ve already copied this shoot once, and I plan to do it at least a few more times during the pregnancy.)
I was going to ask, but then I didn’t. The woman on the phone did say that the letter has a lot of incorrect and missing information on it though. I knew that as the line said it was open until 5, but it closed at 2:30 and I initially called at 2:50 to change my appointment so I had to wait until the next day. Fun times.
I’m sure I mentioned this in a previous set of hashtags. I don’t really get spots that often – unless I have been eating a lot of bad foods. I was reading something the other day and then I thought ‘ah yeah maybe the spots are more due to wearing a mask?’
It is easier to try to let her go back to sleep when you’re not there next to her. She slept better than I thought she would though with the shared room situation. We just tried to only go in the room when we wanted to go to sleep. Sometimes she woke up, but she quickly went back to sleep.
I was relieved as I like for her to have more than half an hour so I can get things done. I probably need to try cutting her nap to 30 minutes then putting her to bed earlier, but I feel like she just likes to wake up between 5 and 5:40.
We just need to go to bed earlier. The last two nights we have been watching football (Euros). I like football, but not that much football. I could have gone to bed at 8pm last night easily, but oh well. Portugal are out now, but Tiago is suddenly more interested in England.
I still have dreams where I think she has fallen out of our bed or is out of her cot or something. Oh the fun. I’m going to try to have a quick lie down now before she wakes up. Hopefully she will sleep for another hour, but sometimes she wakes up earlier. She is teething again, and her skin is itchy again though it looks normal. Fun timessss.
8 weeks pregnant with B comparison:
(I should have posted these in the last post, but oh well. I only did one shoot for 8 weeks, but I don’t want to miss them out.)
I recently had my hair cut off, but I was not at the same stage of pregnancy.
I cut it off due to wanting it to be lower maintenance and because it is harder to bend over the bath to wash my hair – my preferred way to do it, but I did not have that option when I was pregnant with B due to the bathroom set-up.
I can not really wear it down now as it gets so frizzy/wild, so I usually just tie up the top bit of it in a messy bun.
I now live close to my hairdressers again, so I’m going to the same place…
I love how I say I look pregnant when I clearly don’t…
I have been caring less about what I wear as I am usually at home.
9 weeks pregnant with B comparison:
Luckily I have not had a scare like this yet this pregnancy. I’ve been getting bad cramps, which seem stronger than when I was pregnant with B but maybe I’ve just forgotten how things are.
B’s been accidentally kicking and punching me in my stomach loads.
My folder of notes is just a tiny booklet instead this time. Birmingham seems to use an app for all my notes?
I still feel like I do not know what normal is when pregnant, and I get anxious at times, but I just have to take some deep breaths and hope that everything will go the same as last time. I am just hoping that this baby will come out head first this time…
(30th August 2021: I failed as being pregnant I couldn’t completely replicate how she does it. It’s more leaning back from a seated position, but I thought I better be careful. It was a hot day, so I wore less than I originally intended to.)
I wrote the hashtags while B played with her toys, which is the first time I’ve wrote and she’s played. As I was thinking what to write B walked from the table to an activity table that my Nan got for her.
We have some shoes, but I can not even get them on her feet. Last time I did they cut her heel a bit, so yeah she needs shoes. I need to find somewhere to get her measured…
The other night it was 11pm and I was struggling to sleep. I knew I would regret it, but actually yesterday I didn’t have a nap and felt okay. I went to nap during her first nap, but she woke up as soon as I pulled my eye mask on and lay my head down (I had been doing some work first).
I am writing this blog post while B is having a nap. I don’t feel particularly tired, but I will at least lie down and have a rest.
It was the 20th June and I was like ‘ooh it’s 10pm and it’s still light! Oh yeah tomorrow is the longest day of the year…’
I think we have to keep acting like she will never sleep in late again so we don’t go to bed too late. At the moment T and I are having a nice chat before we go to sleep, which sounds basic but we didn’t have time for it for a while. It’s important.
Your gums bleed more, which might be why when I went to have a tooth out my gums might have been bleeding a lot when they were checking me over beforehand. I had that tooth removed as ibruprofen was the only thing that helped and I knew that you’re not really supposed to take ibruprofen when you’re pregnant. I didn’t want the pain to get worse and then have a tooth out when I was possibly heavily pregnant. It was a good job that I had it out when I did.
I know a lot of people will not see me until I potentially have two kids and that might be weird for them to see. I keep saying potentially as I am still nervous about things as it is early days. Morning sickness is meant to be a good sign, but it is never concrete.
I guess things will be more real when we have a scan or an appointment. At the moment I am finding it hard to get my head around, I think so much of my time is focused on B that in ways I probably do not think about it all as much as when I was pregnant with her.
Fingers crossed for it all. Time to have a lie down. I’m feeling sleepier now…
8 weeks pregnant with B comparison:
I am 8 weeks pregnant in the new image, though it hadn’t been confirmed yet. Cramps still make me worry. With B I was usually sick more in the mornings, but with baby X I was sick more in the evenings. I was never actually sick in public with B, but I was sick in front of people last week, which wasn’t very nice…
This time I wasn’t really travelling about because of B and Covid (I’ve only been on a train two or three times for short journeys since she was born), so I’ve hopefully missed that phase this time.
I also told more people via messages that I was pregnant this time before I announced it as I knew I would not see many people in person before hand.
But morning sickness is and was HORRIBLE. Some things don’t change…
Just got to wait for my doctor to call me next week then we can get the ball rolling.
(8th August: I can not believe that I thought I was 9 weeks. I know I just wanted to be further along than I was, but yeah… this photo shows nothing. I was 5 weeks here. I’m a bit embarrassed of this picture, but oh well.)
I’ll just have to change how I do things. I am worried more because of how tired I may be when I am pregnant. If that’s the case then we might need to look into B going to nursery here and there. I am a bit worried that she might miss out on things the more pregnant I get, but we will have to see and I just need to rest more.
I need to conserve my energy. I worry that B might miss out on things the more pregnant I get but at least we have more support here. Would I be pregnant now if we lived in Liverpool still? Maybe, maybe not.
She gets quite excited waving them about. I’m yet to do the shoot, but that’s what I imagine I’ll copy. Maybe capture some movement in an arty way?
(26th July: Nope, just me pressing them to my face while B messed about around me. The camera was taking pictures every couple of seconds – easier to do when you’re trying to hold a sock in each hand and have a young child moving about.)
I think the main thing is finding somewhere nice where we can get lunch – any suggestions dear one reader? And then timing things well for her nap. Soon she will be dropping a nap though so then maybe it will be a good time for trips?
If we were in Liverpool still I would be taking her to all of the museums and the city centre as we were so close to them.
I should have revised level crossings more obviously. I can’t remember the last time I saw one – I used to love them when I was a kid. There was one close to where we’d stay on holiday and we’d often just park near it and wait for trains. We sound so cool…
*Nervous laugh*. It’ll be alright. I just want to get on with it, but I know there is a massive backlog for tests. I need to have a few lessons with a teacher then Tiago said he can take me out in his car. I’m nervous about that too.
Great. Typically he lost a filling on it (I think it’s that one) before the pandemic, and after months of me badgering him to get it looked at he did and they said it was fine as it was not causing him pain, then bam.