The ‘Berry’ Pregnancy Diaries – week 36

Wednesday 29th January – 36w
We finally bought baby their first outfit today – well, not so much an outfit but babygro etc. Exciting! Also managed to get another bump photo – it still looks small but it feels gigantic to me! Though I think baby is a bit low today.

Thursday 30th January – 36w 1d
I woke up with really bad heartburn (the worst yet) in the middle of the night so I didn’t get much sleep last night. Though when I did sleep I think I slept funny as I’ve been so achy today.


Friday 31st January – 36w 2d
I had my 36 week MOT with the midwife today. Baby is measuring right on ‘target’ (though looking at the centile chart they have stuck in this time based on what little man weighed, this one is aiming for around 9lb 9oz! Little man weighed 7lb 8.5oz!), the heartbeat was all good, and they are very low down and 1/5 engaged! Regarding me, my BP was fine, though my sample showed I may have a UTI  but she said they will ring me if so when the results come back. She also had to do a blood test to check my iron levels but couldn’t get any, she left me with a nice bruise though. I ended up going up to pathology at the hospital in the end. My home birth also looks all set to go and they will ring me next week to let me know when my gas & air, etc. will be delivered!


Saturday 1st February – 36w 3d
We’re having a baby THIS month! (Hopefully!)


Monday 3rd February – 36w 5d
I’ve been an emotional mess today. I’ve been in tears numerous times this morning, little man is just being an absolute nightmare, or maybe I’m just too sensitive at the minute! I also had a conversation with a checkout lady whilst shopping today (I must have looked uncomfortable or something): Her: “Are you ok?”; me: showed her my bump; her: “Oh I see, how long left?”; me: “3 weeks”; her: “Maybe!”. Yeah, thanks for that! 


Tuesday 4th February – 36w 6d
Oh man. I’m right at that stage now where I am both physically and emotionally exhausted. I have been in SUCH a bad & upset mood today. I must have literally spent half the day crying. Little man was up at 6.20am so we went in the living room and I did the bad Mummy thing and put the TV on for him while I kept dropping off having a snooze. He has then been a nightmare all morning. Smacking me, kicking me, pulling my hair, throwing toys at me, throwing his (empty) Lego box across the room because I dared to turn Peppa flaming Pig off! I admit I just wanted to run away today as I have been in such a state all day. And then I get told “not long now then the fun really starts!”. [Another] yeah, thanks for that! I know it sounds awful but I’m glad he’s at nursery tomorrow so I get a little rest! 

At 36 weeks, berry is the size of a coconut.
They are still gaining weight and becoming rounder in appearance.
The bones in the skull can move and overlap each other allowing them to pass through the birth canal more easily.
They will probably (though not necessarily) be in a head down position.

The ‘Berry’ Pregnancy Diaries – week 11

Wednesday 7th August – 11w
So I am 11 weeks pregnant today! I can’t believe how quickly it’s going either. But I have had an awful lot going on since we got our BFP, so maybe that’s why, I just haven’t had the time to think too much about it. Which is a good thing, as I was determined to worry myself about it! 


I got weighed today, and I’ve only gained 1lb so far – by this point in my pregnancy with little man, I had already gained around 5lbs. I’m determined not to gain as much as I did with him, as I never lost it all before falling pregnant again. Very proud of myself so far. 


Thursday 8th August – 11w 1d
After losing MiL last week, we lost my Grandad today. Devastated. Number 1, to even lose my Grandad, and number 2, that this is happening all over again so soon. My hormones just cannot take it at the minute. I cannot stop crying tears. I cannot stop the heartache. Hormones in overdrive, equals a very emotional pregnant Stacey. 


Also because of all of this, I am just drained, exhausted, I can’t function. I felt really ill this morning and was counting the hours until hubby came home from work. I’m just not a very good Mummy to little man lately, and I feel awful, he deserves better. 


Friday 9th August – 11w 2d
Felt shattered all day again today. I’m so snappy, tearful, and feel like I’m going to have a huge breakdown at any point. I just don’t see the point. Until I look at my gorgeous boy and think about little berry. 


I had my first midwife visit (other than my booking appointment) today too. It was mainly to take some more bloods after my last ones.I told the midwife it was to check my iron stores, and she said yes, I was looking a little pale actually! I can tell this pregnancy isn’t going to be a smooth one… Whilst I was there she also did a quick MOT on me. My blood pressure was fine, she sent my urine sample off though as I never did one at my booking. 


Saturday 10th August – 11w 3d
I had a good sleep last night, and feel SO much better than I have the last few days! I think having a good cry yesterday might have played a part. I think I just need to keep busy to be honest, to take my mind off things. Luckily I have a few things going on over the next few days. Today we were at a BBQ party, tomorrow we’re going to FiL’s, Monday we’re going swimming and a picnic (depending on the weather forecast!) with friends, and Tuesday I’m going to an Usbourne book party. I’ve been having a peek on the website already! 


Sunday 11th August – 11w 4d
I was absolutely shattered after yesterday’s fun and I was in bed earlier than little man last night – how he was still awake and running about when we got home last night, I do not know! 


I didn’t go to FiL’s in the end, I stayed at home whilst little man went with Daddy – I was glad of the rest to be honest! 


Monday 12th August – 11w 5d
Up early this morning to go swimming! I must have had another good sleep as I was up way earlier than the two men, I even had to wake the little man up to have his milk before we left! I haven’t been swimming in years – maybe because I can’t actually swim – but I actually enjoyed myself, was good to take my mind off things. It tired me out though and I was all ready for a sleep when we left! 

At week 11, berry is the size of a fig.
The head accounts for about one-third to half of the body’s length. 
The ears are moving to the final position on the side of the head.
The irises are developing, revealing the eye colour. 
The fingers & toes are separating.
The placenta is developing rapidly.
The organs are almost formed.
Berry is already busy kicking and stretching!

19 weeks (and an emotional wreck)

Yep, 19 weeks already! Still feels like only yesterday when I got my BFP! We’re nearly half way there, and I still can’t believe it. Though we have to wait an extra week to see our baby, at 21+1, which kinda sucks, but will make it all the more special. Scan is 2 weeks today on the 31st, it’s an early morning one, which means I’ll be peeing all day afterwards! But we’ll finally know the gender of our precious baby (well, if he/she lets us!). 

Yesterday I was a bit of an emotional wreck if I’m honest. Firstly, I think I’m back at that point from the first trimester when I am exhausted, yawning, and want to go back to bed as soon as I wake up – baby must be growing a lot. But, this also means that I’m mardy and irritable to go with it! Poor hubby! It didn’t help yesterday that I had a headache that just wouldn’t go away. (Nope, not the husband this time!).


I was cooking dinner, and that’s when it all started… I threw an absolute wobbler because my chicken wasn’t cooked properly, I started shouting at hubby, and partly blamed him (not his fault at all, he was busy upstairs!), and then I was in floods of tears for the next 20 minutes! I eventually calmed down whilst hubby sorted everything out, well by then after the crying fit I was even more shattered. 


Dinner eaten, couple of hours after I decided I wanted chocolate (oops!)… I remembered I had some mini eggs which I bought when they were selling them off after Easter. Well, I thought I did… They were at the top of the cupboard, which I can’t reach, so asked hubby to find them. He spent 5 minutes looking for them, telling me they weren’t there, me insisting they were, and then, he finally owned up, he’d eaten them! Cue another crying  and shouting session. Oh dear, poor hubby again! 


For the third time, was at bedtime! As tired as I was, I just couldn’t get settled and sleep. Not helped by hubby’s snoring and loud breathing, every single night it happens, so annoying. So then I threw another wobbler at him and ventured downstairs to read! I eventually went back upstairs, snuggled in bed and read a little more, no idea what time I got to sleep in the end…