I know I said I'd try to not make this a preggie blog but it cannot be helped at the moment. Went to the midwife yesterday and had to give some blood and get an injection as am Rhesus negative (yeah, don't ask because I don't really get it..). And I had to book in to another appointment in February. I'll be in my 33rd week!
Holy craparooni and all that goes with it!! It means I'll be really close to labour and could even go into ok-ish premature labour... Shit.
Stress.
Better get going on that nursery for the little one. Need to paint walls and ceilings, need to buy a cot, changing table, nappies, clothes, and everything else that is needed. Was planning on doing it "later" but I guess "later" is coming up. So we're going to look at some prams this weekend.
How weird is this?? Did I just step out off some weird time-changing machine? How on earth did I get here so fast? I feel as if I only had my first 13th week scan a couple of weeks ago.
Oh Dear!
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