Pardon me and excuse me very much but...
Bloody flipping hell!
I never thought I would be here at 28 weeks with Marmaduke doing a bit of diy on my bladder and trying to shove the laptop off his bump with a jujitsu move if I dare to let it rest there for a moment too long.
I'm amazed at every day that passes.
I gaze in awe and wonderment at my rolling shifting belly.
I pass the hall mirror, catch my own eye and have to pause. Is that me? Goodness I am huge and becoming more huge by the moment (an inch a day according to Ray).
There's a real live baby in there?
There's a real. live. baby. in. there.
I'm starting my third trimester aren't I?
I haven't heard from the hospital about my GT test which I'm taking as good news since they say they will only be in contact if there is a problem.
Amy and Jason's Seamus arrived safely. Isn't that just utterly wonderful!