Whoosh! Just squeaking in with this week’s diary entry, I reckon! Week 41, the week where the bump has become so heavy I have to hold it up on the daily speed-walk because it feels… View Post

Please see “why the rush?” for many of my feelings on Pregnancy Week 40; my time seems to be massively taken up with looking for gross signs of labour such as the loss of the mucus… View Post

Just drafting out a few sentences here, in case I go into labour before I write a proper diary entry! If this cuts off at a weird point, without a photo, then I’ve more than… View Post

This week has been mostly fuelled by vast amounts of refined sugar. I know. It makes me feel terribly guilty, but I just don’t seem to be able to stop myself from reaching for the… View Post

Crikey! Full term. I’m 38 weeks tomorrow and – as all and sundry keep telling me – the baby could come at any time. It had better not, though, because I still have loads of… View Post

Full term tomorrow! Argh! You’ll be pleased to know that I’m starting to get myself organised with baby stuff. I have vests. I have a nappy. (One. It came free in this weird NHS pack… View Post

I meant to say in last week’s diary entry, but it was a short one and I forgot: I feel as though I keep jinxing myself a little bit when it comes to pregnancy ailments.… View Post

Creeping in with my 34 week pregnancy diary mere minutes before the deadline (Monday is my “new pregnancy week” day and it’s ten to midnight) and I must warn you from the start that this is a… View Post

I am having a little freak-out, this week, if truth be known. I’m overwhelmed with a sense of what I can only call unreadiness. Perhaps something to do with the fact that – really – baby… View Post

When doctors fill you with confidence… “I’m not sure which way the baby is lying, I’m afraid, I’m not much good at this!” In the words of Ace Ventura: alrighty then. What are you good at,… View Post

Pregnancy Week 31, AKA, “sh*t gets real”. It hadn’t really hit home until this week that I am actually going to have a baby. Up until now, it has almost been an abstract concept: I’ve been so caught… View Post