Jump Around

Silly me forgot to do a bump update. Well the photo to the right would make it look a rather large bump that doesn't quite fit on that seat thing, let alone trying to squeeze on with Naomi (and yes, I did need a couple of push starts) Anyway, baby mkII survived the recent trip to East Links family park and has been given a clean bill of health. It has a good, strong, easy to find heartbeat and is the correct size for my stage in pregnancy (contrary to what people keep telling me). It is also allowed to fly to Northern Ireland on friday which is good as I don't know how I would have flown without bump.

Bump also seemed to enjoy the trampoline, though me being on it at the same time as Naomi meant she couldn't stand up by herself because of the slope.

I Like To Move It, Move It

Baby mkII must be a boy, only a boy could be so annoying.

We went for a scan last thursday to have a look at it's heart and baby mkII was in the one position that the doctor didn't want as he really couldn't see anything. We had to be sent away for half an hour with strick instructions to drink caffeine, eat chocolate and take a brisk walk to try and get it to move. As you may know I don't do coffee, so a bottle of lucozade and 2 bars of chocolate later saw me skipping around the hospital with Russell adding the occasional sudden change of direction. Man did I feel sick. But I wasn't worried as I could feel the baby moving so I was sure it was working (and it's not often you get a doctor telling you to eat chocolate)

Hmmm, you can guess it didn't work, we did however get to see that the cheeky little thing was just enjoying itself doing a few press ups. Three times we got sent away, each followed by a slightly more vigorous walk (there's a nice hill at the back of the hospital, lovely view from the top). The winner in the end was running (and I use that word quite loosly) up and down a flight of stairs 3 times (3 or 4 floors worth) much to Russell's amusement. Thursday, however was a complete write off for me as felt sick, had a headache, was a tad hyper and craved caffeine for the rest of the day. Luckily yoga was cancelled as I probably would have exploded.

Anyhow, all is fine, the baby is well and I have finally got over my caffeine come down.

Food, not so glorious food

No picture today as I'm at work and not at all organised. I just thought you might like to know that the sandwich of choice for this pregnancy appears to be a blt with mayonnaise (not home made mayonnaise of course, another of those stupid 'foods to avoid' things) on a white roll (it has salad in it, is that not healthy enough for you). The sandwich of choice for the last pregnancy was beef and salad cream (no salad) on a white roll.

So, I'm curious to know, does this mean that I'm going to have a boy or a girl, does it count as eating healthier, does it signify anything important at all or just mean that I'm craving salt again?

Other interesting fact is that I discovered on Tuesday that if I lie on my belly on a hard floor I can feel the baby move. I'm just trying to prepare it for later when there's no room to move in there!

And lastly I thought I should give you an update on Naomi's swimming lessons. She is absolutely loving swimming (and bathtime) at the moment which is fantastic to see. She kicks with excitement the whole time we're in the pool apart from when she's supposed to kick. This is resulting in me getting a bruised belly and again, her sibling being prepared for later life. The coolest 'trick' we've learnt recently (though she's not too sure of it yet) is for Naomi to go on my back and hold on to my neck whilst I swim across the pool! We took her to Leith Waterworld the other week with her cousins and she spent 1/2 hour entertaining the life guards with her jumping into the pool trick (more like toppling in after a lot of excited arm waving). She's also perfecting her royal wave much to people's amusement.

Hmmm, lunch time is over and still 1/4 of a blt left, since when did I eat so slow?

*Useful tip to the QM of first week at camp, always keep some of the leftover breakfast bacon in the fridge as you never know when you may find yourself faced with a very grumpy, heavily pregnant person demanding a blt NOW.

**You may wonder why I am going to be camping when 8 months pregnant, well unfortunately, a few years ago, someone camped right up until they went into labour so in my dad's eyes I have no excuse.

I can't think of a title...

...but I don't really need one; the picture says it all.

Baby Simpson MkII
Due 29th August.