Claire and Pau viewed by award winning photographer Julieta Sans on the 14th Jan 08
Upstairs
January 27, 2008 – 10:22 pm
8 months
January 27, 2008 – 12:11 am
Here, looking and feeling heavily pregnant. You can see it in my face and on every limb! And NO! I do not own a pair of leopard print knickers. Pau added these in photoshop later. Hilarious. I think he’s trying to help me feel sexy… Really works huh?? rrrrr tiger!
Maternity leave forever!
January 16, 2008 – 7:24 pm
I think I timed my leave just about right. Finishing work before Christmas has given me one month of freedom before our little guy arrives in the world. These last few days are passing so quickly. After being utterly pampered at Christmas by family and friends, I return to London to race around the shops with Pau in our last bid to find essentials for the the home and the all important hospital bag which sits patiently by the door. Now we can put those pressures to rest I’m on a mission to sleep for the remainder of my term…
It’s now the final countdown. With only eight days to go until my due date.
O H M Y G O D!
If I’m honest I’m feeling relaxed and ready to get on with the big heave ho. I just can’t wait to meet this guy!
Diary notes 15.10.07
January 7, 2008 – 10:37 pm
I’m reading a great book; The new Pregnancy and Childbirth (’97 edition) by Sheila Kitzinger on loan from a friend whose just had her third… (Thanks Linda). It’s an informative read being a little bit more in depth than the ‘pregnancy bible’ the hospital hand out!
Weirdly, I’m quite looking forward to the whole experience… (and therein lies the evidence of utter inexperience). I’m talking about labour - It sounds barking and most likely is, how I can possibly be looking forward to feeling as though my middle section, being split in two for the arrival of a living, breathing mini me (POP!) will somehow be a pleasurable experience? – I presume this is romantic naivety working it’s magic. Delusion (too many years working in mental health) has become one of my favourite pass times.
Still, the pregnancy is going well. I had a period of six weeks feeling icky on a daily basis, which thankfully disappeared almost as the textbooks say on week 12. This was closely connected to a feeling of desperate hunger, which meant I had a good appetite and has consequently led toward a womanlier figure (always the late developer). Since then, I’ve had a great pregnancy, feeling happy and positive and enjoying knowing that I’ll be a mum soon.