I have started bumping into things with my bump. I feel like a mama hippo. I feel like a blimp. I feel like a mama rhino – better not get in my way!
But mostly I feel like a turtle, with a big tummy and big shell, my little arms and legs waving in the air.
I talk to my body all the time. I talk to the tiny body bumping around in my body even more.
I rub my tummy.
I miss climbing, gin and tonics and sushi.
I eat my greens, I read about cloth nappies and I do yoga with other pregnant women.
I sleep a lot, but badly and at odd times.
And this is just the beginning…