Last night, I felt the baby move for the first time. The poor thing might have been waving its wee arms for all its worth for ever by now but it took all this time for it to break through the layers of fat and reach me! I was reading somewhere that you might start feeling some light flutters around week 16 but didn’t give it a thought cos it ended with a statement like “this is for regular women – not you fat bozos!”
But then, last night, I really …

Just got back from our holiday last night. Nightmare, food-wise. Being preg and a proper veggie is a hellish combo as far as Disneyland food is concerned. See leaves, stuff your face, seems to be the thinking. I shall get into that later.
But for now, I am steaming. I had some coleslaw one night and have been worrying ever since about the ‘eat no raw eggy product’ preggie rule ever since. This morning has been spent in trying to speak to a midwife who can appease my mind and essentially …

 The last time I was pregnant, I was woefully unprepared, physically, mentally and psychologically. I felt totally out of control and worse, beyond extending any sort of control over my situation. I just decided to go with the flow and hope that it got me and my baby through to the other side.
It did. I emerged with a few scars and a firm belief that I will not go through it again. Of course I changed my mind. But being older and wiser (ha ha!), I decided that this time, …

So we had the first scan today, at 12 weeks. I was apprehensive about it for two reasons – any possible anamoly and more importantly, the requisite full bladder. Keeping a litre of water in for more than an hour, when I know my bladder is full is a feat I have never attempted before. My bladder generally works on a ‘see water, will go’ principle. The time I had to sit in a half-day long training with the coffee machine going ‘drip drip drip’ less than two paces behind …