I’m all ok

Published November 19, 2013 by reachandflexibility

Warning – Will probably include pregnancy stuff, it’s very dull if you’re not interested in that type of thing.

So it’s been a few weeks since I last posted. I’ve been trying to focus on my college work and catching up as quite simply I feel I’ve been falling behind with it all. It’s not that I’m not bothering to do the work, it’s simply I don’t understand what I’m doing, I get frustrated with it and then I wait on it until it’s too late. I then start it again and suddenly it all makes perfect sense. It’s a pretty bad system I have in place for it all. I have however managed to mostly catch up and will be so happy for when the Christmas holidays begin. Though yet again we’re poor this year, we’ve been saving points on surveys for vouchers to spend on amazon which means tonnes of cheap books. Kim has got most of the season off too so we’ll be together with barely any interruptions. It’s going to be nice. We’re having the big Christmas dinner at our home again with friends and I’m really looking forward to it. Not to mention the release of the Hobbit 2 (sounds so wrong saying it that way) that I’m really looking forward to. I read the book shortly after the first was released and enjoyed it so much more than LOTR. Maybe because it was shorter and I’m a huge dwarf fan girl. Not just from the hobbit series but pathfinder, wow and well anything dwarf related. They’re just cool.

But yeah everything is going okay at the moment. I had my first midwife appointment about a week back. I say midwife, it’s more the local nurse. Here in Ireland you don’t see a midwife until you’re actually in labor. But yeah she took 20 minutes to get blood out of my arm , numerous stab wounds down it and a little bruising that lasted 2 weeks. It’s a good thing I don’t have a fear of needles. Turns out all my levels are where they should be, I’m type O- blood type (which is just totally metal \m/) And she prodded my fat saying she could feel something which was right for where it should be. She wouldn’t doppler me simply as she said it was too early and she didn’t want to worry me if you found nothing. Understandable but I wish she would just say that I’m fat and it’s difficult. All these nurses so far seem to keep dodging around it like I might be emotionally scarred otherwise. I’M FAT, I KNOW, I WOULD DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT BUT I’M HUNGRY EVERY 2 SECONDS!!! Kim has for a while been calling me Blout (A character from book of unwritten tales) He’s one half of a 2 headed ogre and his lines mainly consist of “Blout hungry”….Yeah that’s been me. It’s quite accurate really.

I’ve got the big 12 week scan happening on Tuesday next week and time can not move quick enough. I’m staying positive as as terrible as it seems worst case scenario just puts us back where we were at the start of September. I’ll be upset but I’ve had hope now. It’s what I needed to keep going. Best case scenario is we come home and do the lame announcement on Facebook. No scan pics though as it’s not something I really want to share with the world.

I’m going to be honest though I’m terrified of this pregnancy. It’s weird not having any control over what my body is doing. I’m scared that I’ll get ill with the numerous things I run risk of with my weight. I’m scared Wiggly will be born early and be sick and ill. I’m worried he’ll have some sort of special needs and I won’t know what to do. I’m worried he’ll be born and I just won’t know how to care for him. (I keep saying he as I’m convinced it’s going to be a boy, yeah it’s early but I just have this feeling. It’s tricky to explain.)This is the type of stuff I’ve been dreaming recently. It’s miles off but I feel I have no idea what to do. All I sort of want is my mum there to help. We’ll see though. I’m a little homesick recently and just want this week out-of-the-way. Apologies for boring people with all this, At least I’m not doing those weekly updates with pictures of fruit. As fun as they are the first few weeks they get really old really quickly.

Anyways I’ll leave you in the hands of my metal blood type.

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