17 weeks

And another week has come and gone. This past week is a bit of a blur to be honest. The little man started school, then it was his birthday, then he was sick, then he had a little party and hubby's mum came to visit... and here we are again at Monday. I haven't thought a great deal about the pregnancy this past week I suppose. I mean, it never leaves your mind entirely - but it certainly wasn't my focus.

I had my booking in phone appointment last Tuesday, and that was fairly uneventful. I also had my first meeting with my midwife, which was awesome! We sat and talked for ages. She is happy for me to have a homebirth if I wish - yay! She had a check of my blood pressure (it was okay, a little higher than it should be maybe, but nothing to worry about), and a feel of my tummy. She said the top of my uterus was exactly where it should be, and then she tried to listen for bubba's heartbeat, but no luck. She didn't seem worried - she said at 16 weeks it is very hit and miss anyway. She's not worried, so I'm trying not to be worried. I don't see her again for another 5-6 weeks. In the meantime, I need to organise my scan (I would have done before now, but funds have been tight).

I may have possibly, maybe felt bubba move a few times now. It's nothing very strong or consistent yet, so it's really hard for me to say for sure. A few times it has been while sitting on the couch - off to my right side, just a little fluttery sensation. Then at the airport on Saturday when we were seeing my sister off, I felt something much stronger, down low in the centre. That one I feel a bit more sure of - that was almost like a kick. I didn't feel flutters with my other two, and didn't feel movements much till around 20 weeks, so I haven't been expecting to feel anything yet anyway. I am very much looking forward to stronger, consistent movements. Those movements are always so reassuring and lovely. My favourite part of pregnancy, as I'm sure it is for most women.

The healthy pregnancy thing hasn't been much in focus this week either. I don't think I even managed a walk, other than walking the little man to school and back three days a week. There has also been a lot of cake consumed, and magnums (half price at the moment - bit hard to go past!). I need to pull my finger out... I'm being slack and eating is all over the place.

And here is my belly pic for the week, which I'm not particularly fond of I have to admit. I wish my belly would round out properly. I hate the lumps in my bump.

Feeling a little bit down today to be honest. The little man isn't coping with school today. He was sick last week and we have had a really busy week - I think he is just very tired and fragile. He went to school this morning, but then I got a call at 10.30am to come pick him up. But then I got him home and he doesn't seem particularly sick. Plus, he told me that he wasn't sick, he just wanted me. He's been a bit teary... I just don't know what to do. I can't keep him home tomorrow if he's not sick. We've had a chat about it, and I'm making him rest. Hopefully tomorrow is better for him. It's such a big adjustment.

Then the little miss has gone a bit backwards with her weaning... I think being sick did it. Stupid sickness. She was coping so well and barely asking. Now she is asking a lot and is just not accepting that she can't have it and is incredibly hard to distract. She whines/half cries for 'booby' all the time, and it's just getting me down. I don't want to feed her, but I feel like maybe she wasn't ready after all and I should be letting her have it. Not that there is anything left, but she obviously wants it for some comfort. I think I'm just feeling a bit overwhelmed and feeling like I can't seem to do the right thing for anyone. Anyway, there's my little vent over.