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19 Weeks And Counting: My Pregnancy Journey So Far

in bed

Unbelievably this week I have entered my 19th week of being pregnant. The first trimester felt like it hung around for months and all of a sudden I find myself not turning green at the thought of food or any smell that happens to come my way. Clearly, I could have been hired by the dog squad in the Met; absolutely nothing got past my nose!

Now that the summer holidays are well under way, I thought this would be a good opportunity to reflect upon some areas of this incredible journey I am currently on.

So, now that I’ve got my feet up, all necessities in arm’s reach, let me fill you in on some pregnancy musings.


Fruit and Veg

I will be totally honest, I have really gone off food. To the point where if I could have lasted the entire nine months on the odd glass of water or cup of tea, that would have sufficed. It has taken me weeks and weeks to be able to step a foot into any sort of supermarket without wanting to heave.

Foods I loved, have suddenly become the enemy. Interestingly, foods I have been able to stomach one day I have loathed the next. Sam has literally been pulling his hair out about what to buy, what to cook and what to avoid at all costs. My poor husband, who has been told off on so many occasions for smelling too clean (yep, I know) and to put deodorant on somewhere in the house I won’t visit for at least a couple of hours, has been a complete gem in putting up with allsorts of pregnancy madness!

The other thing which we have been finding amusing, is the pregnancy app fascinations with comparing your unborn baby sizes to various fruit and vegetables. From tiny little seeds, our unborn treasure is currently resembling the size of a sweet potato – crown to rump. It has totally transformed the way I look at any fruit and veg now; I keep imagining them all with arms and legs waving about with labels of “4 weeks”, “5 weeks” etc. Never has the relative size of a lime to a lemon been of such importance!

fruit and veg

Maternity Clothes

When you see these two words together, in my personal opinion, thoughts of massive baggy unflattering clothes come to mind. Maybe it was because my mum wore maternity dresses that resembled something of a marquee when she was pregnant. My how times have changed, and thank God!

I popped along to H&M on good advice. It was daunting at first and although I was successful in that I managed to get a pair of skinny jeans (skinny jeans!!!!!!) I realised, that I needed to shop in a more safe environment. So I snuggled in bed with H&M online; and boy I was not disappointed! There were so many more choices available and decent looking too. Suddenly, the dread of having to wear maternity clothes disappeared and I found myself paying extra to have the clothes delivered even quicker.

Packaging was great, and the clothes were a great fit. Flattering, easy to wear and comfortable. And very helpfully, the things that didn’t work could be returned in-store rather than the bother of posting them back.

I now wear skinny jeans. I repeat, skinny jeans!!!! I couldn’t shoe horn myself into a normal pair of skinny jeans before becoming pregnant. I almost wept with happiness!


Totes Emosh

Got to love those pesky little pregnancy hormones rampaging around the body, stamping on every ounce of reasonableness and laughing in the face of normality. Luckily, the number of pregnancy meltdowns I have experienced I can count on one hand. Can’t actually remember what the cause of them were, but Sam’s bemused face does spring to mind. All’s well when a cuddle is issued, the tears have dried up and I’ve been placated by a biscuit or something.


The Great Toilet Hunt

Going somewhere new now results in major toilet planning. I have got to that stage where the bladder can rule and set/change my entire agenda. In fact the other weekend, my bladder took control of which motorway we travelled on going to visit Sam’s family. It made perfect sense to choose the motorway which had more service stations available in regular intervals. Just as well really!

When test driving buggies earlier today…sorry, I mean transport systems, I found myself uttering the dreaded words “I could really do with a wee…” to no one in particular. Obviously my little conversation with myself had not escaped the ears of the very attentive man helping us in the baby shop and promptly responded with “The toilet is just through that door over there”.

Magical words to my ears.

Both my bladder and I could have kissed him!


Oh Yes, I’m Pregnant!

In the first weeks, having no obvious bump and limitations, I found myself doing things that I shouldn’t have been. This included climbing on various tables and chairs to sort out displays and bits. Luckily those in the know came in at the right time to tell me off and take over the task in hand.

Nowadays I am sharply reminded of my limitations by a small bump and the awkward sensations of moving in ways that the body no longer allows. I know that this will only increase as baby grows and develops, but it is amazing how even putting on shoes is starting to be more of an effort.

I was also told off by my midwife who asked me to demonstrate how I got out of bed in the morning. To be fair she did put me right on the spot. I have no idea how I get out of bed in the morning, but she showed me what I should be doing in order to protect my poor muscles. Something else for my addled brain to cope with.

Something else to remember when traipsing to the loo in the early hours.

in bed

Needless to say, the next nineteen + weeks will produce even more moments of wonderment! Don’t worry though- I’ll try to avoid this blog descending into full-on mummyblog.

Any other pearls of wisdom gratefully received however!



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  • Lisa Orchard
    July 30, 2017 at 1:15 pm

    I loved and disliked being pregnant at the same time. I loved feeling my baby move and being able to rub my belly and know my little guy could feel it. But I disliked being so big and cumbersome. I was so clumsy because I gained all my weight in my belly and my center of gravity was all messed up. That’s the only part I didn’t like, though. 🙂

    • Donna
      September 16, 2017 at 2:44 pm

      I know what you mean about liking and disliking all at the same time. I have seriously disliked how urgh I felt in the beginning and how much my taste in food has changed. But yes loving the bump, movements and feeling fab because I am carrying a brand new life!

  • Lucy
    July 30, 2017 at 1:50 pm

    Wow wow wow Donna! This is a fab diary. Its a fab journey…until they are teenagers.

    • Matt Line
      August 12, 2017 at 6:34 am

      I agree, having two teenage stepdaughters is not the one!

    • Donna
      September 16, 2017 at 2:44 pm

      Thank you 😉 I cannot even think of baby being a teenager yet. Far too scary!!

  • Becca @ The Married Cat Lady
    August 12, 2017 at 2:34 pm

    It’s so great that you’re writing about this; I bet it will be something you’ll love looking back on later. Re: the fruit and veg comparisons, I had a friend at work who told me very early on that she was pregnant, and she came in one day all upset because she realized the baby was the size of a blueberry, and she had blueberries in her lunch. She said, “I know it’s crazy, but I feel like I’d be eating by baby! I can’t have these!” Ha!

    • Donna
      September 16, 2017 at 2:46 pm

      I am enjoying writing about it – got a bump to birthday book too that Sam and I are filling in weekly. I remember when blueberry came up on my app. I’m not a fan but my mum sent me a photo of her punnet of blueberries!

  • Fancy
    September 16, 2017 at 9:06 am

    In my first pregnancy, evening sandwiches before bed were a must. With the second, the idea of cooking dinner became repulsive! ! I still wanted to eat- just have no dealing with the raw materials!!

    • Donna
      September 16, 2017 at 2:47 pm

      I still haven’t cooked anything at home and I am now in my 26th week. Just doesn’t sit well with me!!!

  • Ritu
    September 16, 2017 at 9:53 am

    All those reminders of pregnancy that you forget once that little bundle is in your arms! So exciting! It’ll be our first BUYB Baby!!!

    • Donna
      September 16, 2017 at 2:48 pm

      Oh my gosh!! So excited that it will be a BUYB baby!!!!!! 14 weeks to go… 🙂

  • Christine
    September 16, 2017 at 12:50 pm

    I’m so happy for you! This is a great diary of what it’s like in the beginning. I was just telling my 11 year old that I couldn’t stand the taste of meat when I was pregnant with him, I ate a lot of salads. I also wondered aloud if that’s why he doesn’t really care for meat today. It’s funny, the things that happen to you when you’re pregnant.

    • Donna
      September 16, 2017 at 2:50 pm

      I really hope my tastes go back to normal after pregnancy. Having a real issue with food. All these pregnancy quirks!!!

  • Judy Martin
    September 16, 2017 at 2:12 pm

    Pregnancy is such an exciting journey. I remember buying loads of books, and I also had daily e-mail updates on how the baby would be progressing, so can totally relate to the fruit and veg comparisons! 🙂

    • Donna
      September 16, 2017 at 2:51 pm

      You are right it is an extraordinary journey. I am enjoying all the reading – have learnt lots but then it can only give you so much information. Mind still boggles about the delivery side of things!!!!!!!