Finally, the weather has lifted a little round our way and we actually had some – gasp – sunshine! I mean, it’s still bloody cold, but it’s so much easier to deal with the cold when the sun’s out and the wind and rain aren’t beating you down.
My little bump is still slowly emerging – and in most outfits it’s not that noticeable. I can’t really get my jeans done up now without immense discomfort, but the fact they even do button when forced is testament to a) how much I like elastane in my clothes and b) how compact the bump still is. I don’t feel sad about this in the way I’ve seen some 17-weekers lament that they just don’t look that pregnant. There are still a LOT of weeks to look pregnant and I’m in no hurry to get there. I’m also naively hoping the slow start will mean a smaller baby and less hassle getting it out… heh. I get that it’s reassuring, but I had a different sign of comfort last week – at precisely 17 weeks and two days I felt the unmistakable signs of first movement!
And now I’m feeling it several times a day and it’s getting noticeably stronger already, although it does come and go. It sort of felt like flutters (that’s the word people use but frankly it’s inadequate – it doesn’t feel like anything else you’ve ever experienced), but now it’s turning into more jabby kind of pokes. I’m excited for the day it’s strong enough for B to feel it too. But apart from that I’m remarkably laid back (especially for me) about the baby. I feel like I’ll know what I need to know at the 20 week scan about whether it’s healthy enough to go to full term and until then worrying about it isn’t going to do me or it any favours. So that goes for the days like today when I don’t really feel it moving – although, ha, literally as I typed that there was an insistent little stab (hi, baby!). I have a sort of weird faith that the baby knows what it’s doing and there’s just no point comparing myself to any other pregnant person on the planet.
But anyway, I’m lucky to be working with Karina Dresses at the moment because their styles are great now and will be just as good when I’m much bigger. A dress this cheerful shade of blue felt right to wear with bright primary colours – or maybe my brain is already in the future thinking about baby stuff??
I don’t know why I look quite so much like I’m falling over backwards in that last photo – I promise you the weight of that tiny bump is not having that kind of an impact just yet!