What's in store for next week?
Well I'm still on leave, well until Wednesday when I go back to work.
The weekend has kind of flown by which is pretty good considering I did pretty much f**k all.
So tomorrow I'm off for my two weekly visit to the midwife (which I think goes down to weekly soon). Hoping everything will be ok and baby is still in a nice position. Somedays I wonder because it's becoming so uncomfortable, the movements are huge and it's like she gives me a proper punch/kick to the ribs! If she decides to have a wriggle it feels like my stomach is going to explode, it really doesn't feel like she has much room in there now.
The rest of the week... well having the rest of the tyres fitted to the car. Had two done Friday, two more being done on Wednesday I hope.
Back to work and then before I know it it will be the weekend and then it's only a matter of a week or so until my husband is home. The time just can't go quick enough though. I wrote him a nice bluey today. Told him exactly what I'm looking forward to. I'm so desperate to be able to meet him in camp when he arrives home. I just want to see his face light up, when he finally gets to see me in all my fat, pregnant glory! (I was still pretty much slim when he left), I can imagine it will be quite a shock for him, a pleasant one I hope. I also can't wait for a hug, just to feel him close again will be amazing. I hate to wish away the next few weeks, but I just want my soul mate home, he's everything to me.
The weekend has kind of flown by which is pretty good considering I did pretty much f**k all.
So tomorrow I'm off for my two weekly visit to the midwife (which I think goes down to weekly soon). Hoping everything will be ok and baby is still in a nice position. Somedays I wonder because it's becoming so uncomfortable, the movements are huge and it's like she gives me a proper punch/kick to the ribs! If she decides to have a wriggle it feels like my stomach is going to explode, it really doesn't feel like she has much room in there now.
The rest of the week... well having the rest of the tyres fitted to the car. Had two done Friday, two more being done on Wednesday I hope.
Back to work and then before I know it it will be the weekend and then it's only a matter of a week or so until my husband is home. The time just can't go quick enough though. I wrote him a nice bluey today. Told him exactly what I'm looking forward to. I'm so desperate to be able to meet him in camp when he arrives home. I just want to see his face light up, when he finally gets to see me in all my fat, pregnant glory! (I was still pretty much slim when he left), I can imagine it will be quite a shock for him, a pleasant one I hope. I also can't wait for a hug, just to feel him close again will be amazing. I hate to wish away the next few weeks, but I just want my soul mate home, he's everything to me.
posted by Charlie at 9:41 pm
2 Comments:
Hey, if the shock is anything but a pleasant one for him, you could offer to let HIM carry the baby for a week. :o) Hope all works out well.
To Love, Honor and Dismay
I'm sure it will be a pleasant one. I can't imagine it would be anything other. He'll just be pleased his waistline is smaller than mine for a while! Thanks
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