I said to T: Ready to see your daughter?
I showed him the photo and he pulled a face. Obviously she doesn’t look nice, but it’s good for hiding her face…
I was waiting to see if I’d have another scan photo (at 28 weeks), but then I realised that my NHS scans were over and yeah time has passed by fast.
I go between nervous, excited, anxious etc. about becoming a mother to two.
Oh, the fun.
It had rained a lot and someone wanted to go down the slide and splash water off the slide…
Two women with a few dogs were talking to B and I said ‘I don’t think she’s in the mood’, but really I meant that I was not in the mood. B did temporarily stop crying when she saw the dogs…
I had stupidly not taken them out with me as I thought pulling her sleeves down on her jacket was enough, but obviously not – especially after they got wet.
We got bored of waiting, but then got stuck trying to get home and so saw them being turned on anyways. It definitely was not worth the stress.
It had not been so cold, but that day it had been freezing and once the sun went down it was even colder. B didn’t want to be in her pushchair, but we didn’t want her running around all over the place and Tiago couldn’t keep carrying her.
I was freaked out by how many people were there. I knew it would be busy, but I had not seen so many people in a small space in a very long time. I’m glad that masks are being made mandatory for shops and public transport again…
I was stood at the front of the car, so I can run either way to catch her in case she falls out and it was a big fail. I was worried Tiago would tell me off, but he said it happens. I told our friend and she said she was surprised that it had not happened yet…
Tiago had said that something else bad was probably going to happen that day. I do believe in the ‘rule of 3’… Luckily she fell half onto a cushion/a thick rug. She usually turns around and climbs down backwards, but I think she is starting to get more confident/is a bit of a daredevil.
I wrote the hashtags in the living room today while T was about and B was doing her usual faffing. B was just climbing on various things…
It is probably a big boring part of my work for most people, but it’s on my mind a lot.
Usually turning the light on, and/or turning off her noise machine makes her wakeup. Not then. I kept calling her name and started to get freaked out. She must have been in a deep sleep…
Let’s see how long this lasts.
Usually once before we go to bed or just as I’m putting my head down, then usually around 2 or 4…
Usually when she wakes up I mess with the settings on her heater. The radiator in her room doesn’t work, so she has a heater that is plugged into a smart plug so I can control it from my phone.
Once she’s in I zip it up and she then usually starts to cry…
Or maybe she wants more attention from me? Not sure.
It seems to be a more frequent occurrence.
Maybe that is why she has been waking up more at night and taking longer to fall back to sleep? Who knows.
The other day I just resigned myself to the fact that she probably wouldn’t go back to sleep and I’d have to make do with a 10 minute nap. I was a bit grumpy for the rest of the day…
We probably should have given her a spoon to use earlier on, but she seems to have picked it up quick.
Turning the porridge into pancakes just felt like effort. She had started to go too impatient in the mornings so she’d been having just the porridge. Now we warm it up and a bit and now our mornings are a bit easier.
At one point this morning B and the baby both had hiccups.
I need to find some episodes of her favourite TV shows where they talk about it. Is there a pregnancy version of In The Night Garden?
I hope she likes being a big sister. I just watched her walked around and got a bit emotional thinking about her being a big sister.
The other day I was lying down and she was trying to touch my eyes. This morning Tiago was holding her, and B was looking at him lovingly and then tried to touch his eyes. She’s more obsessed with touching her own nose though…
She adapts well to new things. I like to think I adapt quickly. I just asked Tiago how he adapts and he said ‘adapting to stuff is my work’.
30 weeks pregnant with B comparison:
My dreams have been quite vivid lately. Last night I dreamed that my Nan died and one of my sisters was in the process of buying her house…
As B slept so well last night I slept well and didn’t go to the toilet in the night. Hurrah. When B wakes up in the night I usually wait 15 mins before going into her room, and usually pop to the toilet beforehand as there is a big weight pressing on my bladder.
I lay awake for a little bit last night thinking that we should probably buy the other things we need soon. We need to look at another car seat and a heater for our room.
I haven’t done many reshoots for this project, but there have been a couple of times where I just really didn’t like the photos. Looking back I think there are a few shoots that could have been way better, but … oh well.
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