Thirty weeks in, I've just loved my pregnancy and everything about it. It was a rubbish start with the sickness (and working in Lewisham with the smell of a fishmongers next door didn't help), but it was still so exciting knowing there was a precious little life growing inside my tummy the whole time. It's been so much fun experiencing all these different events and changes over the last 7 months, I wouldn't exchange it for anything. It's also been brilliant watching just how much more excited family get as D-Day gets closer. My mum isn't one for fuss but it's hilarious watching her getting more and more into the role of a grandma. John's mum is already a seasoned grandma but it's marvellous how excited she is still getting at the arrival of her second grandchild!
The best feeling in the world (currently) is the feeling of our little one dancing away! It is by far the best sensation we've ever experienced and we both just love giving them time and attention, praising them everytime they respond to our tapping and poking. Now the baby is bigger, the kicks and movements are astonishing and yesterday, while I was at work I was watching my tummy (because I was on lunch and Junior was moving) it literally looked like somebody had poked a bowlful of jelly - I promise you, I'm not entirely sure what they were doing but it was the weirdest feeling and the weirdest sight and definitely made me giggle. The baby tends to save big shapes and movements for Daddy in the evening, which makes it extra special.
Our little wonder is incredibly active which makes us feel so blessed...albeit slightly worried as they never seem to get any shut-eye!? But we've been told by so many people that an active baby makes for a happy baby, and we know and pray that will continue to be true.
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