I just bought...

.. three little lemon coloured babygros.
I was buying some for my sister (who is due in four weeks) and I just thought "feck it" and slipped a packet in my basket for me as well.
I took one out of the packet last night and looked at it - all tiny and lovely and cute and felt a flutter of excitement.

Look into my eyes...

I'm not really a natural birthing kind of a gal. With the boy I pleaded for an epidural from five minutes after conception, but this time (all being well) I'm planning to do things a little differently.
I want to enjoy (ha! enjoy!) "meeting my baby". I don't want to be so terribly, terribly scared the entire time so that my body is a ball of tension which nothing - not even a breath, let alone a baby - was getting out without a fight.
So I'm signing up for Hypnobirthing. I've bought a book and everything and read countless lovely birth stories in which women dilated at the speed of light, and didn't push and their babies just magically appeared.*
I'm planning on doing a course later in the year - if I can persuade himself it's not all new age mumbo jumbo - and I'm actually excited because I feel I'm in control of the whole thing.
It can't hurt, can it??


* Mild exaggeration, but only mild.

I have a belly buddy

Except hers is much, much neater and smaller than mine - cow! She actually looks pregnant and not just fattastic like myself.
She is my lovely friend N (not sure how she would feel being revealed all over t'interweb) but I went to see her tonight and we talked about all things baby related - except of course "meeting our babies". I think we are both in denial about that.
The thing is though that N has a lovely, gorgeous and shockingly well behaved little boy, F, who just over a year old. He's just finding his feet and was tootering about, smiling, in his wee babygro and his wee nappy bum making gorgeous baby noises.
And I felt it - that first flutter of excitement.
So much has happened already in this pregnancy that I've just not allowed myself to get gooey, or think of names, or even spend much time rubbing my tummy. But after spending some time with F tonight I felt so blessed.
I'm gonna get me one of those - one of those gorgeous innocent new wee creatures who bring so much love and joy to your life and who you get to love unconditionally. That kind of rocks.