When you know being preggers is having an impact on your child...

Last night as I put Joseph to bed, he started to gag a little.
He had been at his baby cousin's Christening (or Chrisseling as he insisted on calling it) earlier and had eaten his bodyweight in tuna sandwiches so I put the gagging down to that and that alone.
"Are you okay?" I asked, full of maternal concern.
"Hmmm, I'm fine mammy," he replied, rubbing his tummy. "Bam Bam is just making me a little sick."

Month 5... Dear Bam Bam...

It's hard not to use your name. We know it now and it suits you - even though we've not seen you. It suits your fiesty, kicky, personality. But as we are trying to keep it quiet, I'll just write this to Bam Bam.
So we know now your a little girl and that in four months time, we'll meet you.
We can't wait.
I had a dream about you - a gorgeous dark haired, blue eyed baby and I fell in love with you.
Get here safe and well and remember we love you.
Mummy
x

That tug of love feeling

In about 18 weeks I'll have a new baby.
And boy am I going to miss the one on one time I have with my boy.
For almost five years now we've been a wee team. As a family unit (him, hubby and me) we've worked together quite nicely. But mostly it has been me and J - the dynamic duo - who have done everything together.
I don't go shopping without him. I don't sleep a night in my bed without him. I rarely go to the loo without him. Wherever I am, there he is.
But soon there's going to be another presence in our lives and I'm scared about what it will mean for him and me.
I'm told there will be enough love to share - I hope so. For J's sake and for Bam Bam's sake.
But it's going to be tough.