The Alice

Not much difference between this and the 10+4 belly, but I really have to stop wearing exercise pants. They aren’t sexy.

I was wrong when I thought I would be totally laid back about this pregnancy. Every twinge, every waning symptom has me running to Google and re-testing with my pee sticks, or calling NHS direct in a state of panic.

Our booking in appointment at UCH was fantastic. We were allocated a student midwife, which I was dubious of at first, but she was just lovely and able to answer our questions well. I mentioned to her the dropping off of my painful boobs (I’m able to lie on my stomach again, total revelation) as well as a faint pregnancy test (why? Why? Why? have I still been testing at 10 weeks pregnant? All credit to the midwives at UCH who they didn’t ask this question, I sure as hell would have). Still, the fact that the line was a lot weaker than my earlier tests worried me horribly.

They took my worries seriously and marched me down to the Early Pregnancy Unit for a scan. Internet, we have a baby:

It has arms and legs that were moving! A head! An umbilical cord! And what looks like a football, but is apparently a yolk.

I would like to write about how the tiredness that has taken over my life is still… well, taking over my life, but the happiness is overriding that.

So here’s the belly at 10 weeks 4 days. There’s the start of something baby in there, but I would like to know when this mysterious ‘glow’ will arrive. Right now all I want to do is sleep and vomit.

I have not had sex with my poor husband ever since we found out we were expecting on 13th November.

I am scared that we might dislodge the baby.

True story :/

In other news, 8 weeks today!