I am a total baby bore now, and I don’t even like babies! Through a combination of lack of mental stimulation and complete self-absorption, pregnancy, birth, midwives and nappies are about all I can talk about. This weekend I did manage to discuss compost but it was an effort. We went to visit my folks who gave my boyfriend a chocolate bunny and me lots of baby stuff, hmm, something is not fair here. I had a bit of a panic about bedding and was just about to buy some fleece to make blankets when a friend gave me a load of stuff that will fit a cot, so panic over. Strangely, every time I worry about things I need for this baby thing, it just turns up. Hopefully this will still happen when I decide I need a nanny and a holiday in Tuscany.
The wriggler inside’er has discovered that it can kick my cervix, bless. This creates a short sharp pain that I have no time to prepare for, but with a combination of deep breathing, going onto all fours and swearing at the foetus it seems to stop. I have ballooned again this week and grown a nice dark line down from my tummy button that I am very proud of. The weight is lower down now so my heartburn is not as bad as it was.
My maternity notes say that a birth plan should be discussed with the midwife by week 32 so I have drafted version 1 to take to my appointment next week. I thought simple was best but I have included best and worst case scenarios, in case I do have to have a caesarean. There is a reasonable birth plan generator here that helped a little but I am assuming that a 10,000 word thesis will not be read so mine is a very short version. I have covered stuff like pain relief, birth partners, movement during labour, cord cutting and where the champagne is.