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17 Aug, 2012

So, I think many of you will have heard that the super gorgeous baby Reuben was finally born on Sunday morning. He is just amazing and I plan to fill you in on all the gory details of the what felt like the world’s longest labour soon (it’s taking a while and very difficult with a new born and therefore very limited sleep!)…

Before that I wanted to tell you about our due-date date (I believe I refered to this as our final fling in my last post) on the anniversary of me turning 40 weeks pregnant – we decided that to celebrate each other and enjoy potentially our last opportunity we would have to go out for a meal together for a while (in theory), we would take the Labourmobile out for a spin to a gorgeous restaurant in Jesmond called Firenze for a romantic meal.

with the soon to be Labourmobile (Hyundai i30, Benfield Motors) feeling MASSIVE – still got my heels on though!

At Firenze in Jesmond being romantic

At Firenze in Jesmond being even more romantic watching the Usain Bolt 200m race

Tempaura Prawns and anti-pasta starters (Mike said it was the best he’d ever had!)

 Lamb and Salad – not a classic combo but I needed to get my vitamins up so no chips for me!

Gorgeous pasta – you can’t beat this for comfort food

Now we’re talking – this in itself probably released all the Oxytocin I needed!

I was so convinced that there would be no chance the baby would come, in fact I thought he would be 2 weeks late – as you know I was worried about being induced (more to come on this). Plus, literally everyone I bumped into would say “you’re sitting really high, I think it’ll be another week or so”. So disheartening!!

However, we were still trying to do those natural induction techniques I mentioned – I’d had my sweep, the midwife had recommended 3 bonks a day, and we were being romantic to try and release lots of Oxytosin (the birth hormone). Something must have worked because my waters broke the very next day!



15 Jul, 2012

Well, 35 weeks pregnant came and went in a bit of a blur. With 5 weeks to go, it was suddenly very real. I’ve been dreaming about going into labour and worrying about the baby continuously – it’s moving too much, not moving enough, why’s it hiccuping ALL the time, etc!

Mike was still away and I was feeling a bit miserable, particularly after a visit to my Grandparents. My Grandad turned 80 last weekend. He’s an amazing man, still working full time running his own business, very fit and healthy. What he hasn’t picked up with age, however, is any tact, and while we were watching the Wimbledon final last Sunday and just after I’d enjoyed a chocolate, he decided it was important to tell me, in a very matter-of-fact way, that I’d put on more than baby weight. Particularly in my face and legs. Although I knew this was true, it made me feel like utter shit! And, without Mike being around to make me feel better, I was very down.

And, the feeling stuck around for most of the week. That coupled with trying to finish my report so that I can start my maternity leave, I’d say I was happy to see the end of my 35th week!

What I did do during my 35th week, which I am really pleased I did before I went to see Grandad, was a photo shoot. This was actually a belated Birthday present for Mike as he had mentioned it would be nice to have some photos of me pregnant. So, I called up our wedding photographer, Caroline, and sheepishly asked her if she would be willing to do some maternity photography for me (and I did mention the ‘sexy’ word – cringe!).

Well, thankfully, she wasn’t phased in the slightest by my request and was more than happy. So, a day after I turned 35 weeks pregnant I got my kecks off! It was such a lovely afternoon – I felt relaxed and despite the fact that I generally feel massive (as confirmed by Grandad), it was nice to celebrate this time too.

I got the photos back yesterday and I am so pleased with them – particularly after feeling generally miserable about my body, this has been a nice little boost. So my new recommendation is if you are struggling with body image, that so happily sits with pregnancy weight gain, get your kit off! Although pregnancy feels like FOREVER, it’s not and in no time I’m going to have a little baby. I may well even miss this bump that is making me walk like a duck, with a fat face and extra large tree trunk legs.

Although most of the photos are for Mike’s eyes only, I thought I’d share one because Caroline did such a good job of avoiding the usual cheesy preggo shots, and I’m amazingly impressed to say that with the right lighting and a very talented photographer some of them are quite frankly hot! (If I do say so myself)

Courtesy of Caroline Briggs, www.carolinebriggs.co.uk

So there you go! I’m sure this won’t be the last of Caroline (now our family photographer!) as I’ll be enlisting her help again once mini-Mike makes its appearance.

If you want some maternity photography like this (and I recon everyone should now!), you can contact Caroline through her website: www.carolinebriggs.co.uk