It’s week 33 and time for me to start thinking about packing my hospital bag. Like most elements of this pregnancy, I am approaching this task in a much calmer fashion than the first time.
I listened to all the advice and did lots of research – and then packed everything that was suggested. Too much of everything. A lot of things didn’t get used and it was awkward to move several large bags from the labour ward to the maternity ward.
So this time less is more. Or less, as that is the point. Here’s a few things I learned from last time. (more…)
Izzy seems to be really taking to the idea of having a brother or sister. When she talks about it there is such pride in her voice and on her face, and it makes us very proud of the way she is handling such a big change in her life. Of course once Nemo is actually here I know we will have some challenges to face and her enthusiasm may be tested, but throughout the pregnancy she has been preparing for being a big sister.
1. You know what to expect – or you think you do. No two pregnancies are the same but you got through it before in one piece so this time will be easy, right?
2. Life goes on. The first time its like you are living in a little bubble; everything you do, think or say revolves around your unborn bundle of joy. Now with juggling work, nursery and bathtimes you have so many other things on your mind its sometimes easy to forget you are pregnant. Until a swift kick in the ribs reminds you.
We are having a hard time trying to chose a name for baby Nemo. We have trawled through a book of 10,000+ names and have come up with a short list, but I’m not convinced we’ve found the one yet. Or two, as we need one for a girl and one for a boy.
We don’t want anything that is too popular (so there are three kids in one class with the same name) or so obscure that no one knows how to pronounce or spell it. Similarly, we don’t want anything that is too ‘chavvy’ or anything pretentious.
Izzy: “Mammy, I know the rules.”
Me: “What are the rules?”
Izzy: “Leave your toys in the car when you go to playgroup and don’t wee on things.”
Those are very good rules. Shame she didn’t follow the last one as I’ve just had to clean up her, the car seat, the car and two tiny new baby cardigans that she has just covered in wee. The above conversation happened just afterwards.