Today has been a good day. I have done my first session as a breastfeeding counsellor at a local group, which was lovely, and lots of people told me how great I looked, which I have to write down so I remember when I am entrenched in a post baby world of stretchy skin and excess weight, I can look back, and remember that I did look good when I was nine months pregnant.
Worrying about other things- my reliable friend who is looking after the children when we have the baby has to go away with work monday to friday, ahhhh, so have hastily recruited another friend, who is probably too busy to do it, but said yes anyway. My mum has also put herself in the frame although she lives and hour and a half away, although her main response was 'don't worry, it's only a couple of days, nothing's going to happen then.' Thank you mother, but not really very helpful.
J+F are still of in the wilds of Norfolk having a lovely time, although when I tried to speak to them earlier F was asleep on a window sill in a fish and chip shop, and J was eating burgers and chips. I try not to think of all the gluten that is probably in there, and know that Mum and aunty are doing their best.
I have to keep looking at this post and feeling good about myself and my ever dropping bump. It is so low now I can even feel the knocking of the head against my pelvis while I walk!
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