An interesting weekend. As a belated valentine, Jono and I nipped off to a country pub in Oxforshire for a romantic treat. The hotel was lovely - roaring log fire, michelin-star food, cosy duvet and big fluffy towels. What more do you need?
Full of good intentions to enjoy good weather, walking in the Chilterns and getting plenty of fresh air and exercise, I fully succombed to the next symptoms of my pregnancy - tiredness. I managed to get up for breakfast on Saturday, but then retired back to bed for a 'quick snooze' prompted by over indulgence at…
what is it about keeping secrets that's so hard? when Jono and I first found out we had a bun in the oven, we agreed that we wouldn't tell anyone until we were reasonably sure that things were ok. I gather this is pretty usual, and many people keep stumm until after the first scan.
Within 24 hours, I had blabbed to my friend Louise at work.
Within 25 hours, I had felt the need for family support and told mum and dad.
After 3 days, I couldn't help but blurt it out to my big sister, Steph, who…
I was just talking to Jono about whether constipation was normal at 6 weeks, when the midwife called. We've opted to go with Frimley Park rather than Royal Surrey as it can be a real pain getting to Guildford sometimes.
Anyhoo, the midwife seemed quite nice, but didn't hold back on telling me how busy they are. So much so that she can't see me for my first appointment for another 4 weeks. I guess that gives me more time to experience odd symptoms to ask her about, eh?
I've set up a baby ticker on babygaga.com where…