After all the excitement (that's probably not the right word but you get my gist) of the last month, it looks like this week might be the first time I get to relax.
I was doing some work at home still but that's all finished now so I feel my days are truly my own. I also had great news from the consultant yesterday who said that there was no need to go to hospital for regular monitoring and that my next appointment would be on 10th May. Hurrah. I hate going to that place with it's bright coloured walls and jaunty murals - it's not uplifting, it's seriously depressing.
I was also told that I won't be induced until week 39 or 40 so hopefully Pedro will be coming near his original due date. Happy days indeed.
It made me realise just how much I'd been stressing about it all so the next 4 weeks is me-time as EVERYONE keeps telling me I won't have much of that once the baby is here. Why do people think you don't know that? You're giving birth to a defenceless baby who needs constant care. However, I don't need to be constantly told that my life is practically over. Sigh.
I'm realistic and I know it will all be hard work but my mum managed to pop me out in July and go back to running a hotel so I reckon you can be a mum and still be you.
In fact, we've got our first adventure already booked for August as one of my close friends is getting married in Ireland. I'm being really relaxed by it all but I might change my mind after the trip! So if anyone has any good advice on travelling with a 3 month old baby, I'd love to hear it!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
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