Wherefore Art Me?

by | Jan 29, 2012 | PREGNANCY, BIRTH & BREASTFEEDING | 5 comments

Oh, my! I knew there was a reason I'd avoided summer pregnancies the first two times.  

Even with the air con running all day long, this heat is knocking me around. I feel all woozy – which is totally annoying because there is stuff to do. I need to nest, dammit! Instead, I am drinking endless glasses of water and resting on the couch.

That actually sounds awesome, doesn't it? But it's more inconvenient than anything.

Almost 29 weeks along now and I keep being seized by these moments of breathlessness. I am sure the excessive heat is contributing but it's hard not to feel like a chubby fool when pouring yourself a glass of Coke requires a short stint leaning against the kitchen bench in order to catch your breath. That's just silliness.

Here's the belly that's causing all the trouble…

 Belly 28 weeks

 

And from my perspective…

Belly 29 weeks (almost)

So apologies for my absence but my goodness, this pregnancy/weather combo is trying to do me in, I swear.

We are all otherwise well and as though they sense that Mumma will lose her tiny mind if they fuck around too much, Luca and Zig are practising the art of being friends. That is some cute shit right there. 

Brothers

Hello friends

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I’m Angie!  I mum. I write. I wife. My husband would say this is the correct order.  He’s so neeeedy. I live with my family in Melbourne, Australia, where I complain about the weather for 90% of the year – but I can’t imagine living anywhere else. Except maybe in Lake Como, waving to my neighbours George and Amal each morning.

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5 Comments

  1. melbo

    Gah, you poor thing. I was thinking of you and figuring you were trying to get some rest for yourself.

    How are the feet? I was pregnant at this time once too and January was when I was introduced to my new friend, Fat Ankle. He still puffs up a bit to this day and is doing it right now, clearly in solidarity with you.

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  2. Kelly K @ Dances with Chaos

    The third trimester of my daughter’s pregnancy was during Texas’s hottest summer on record and included the hottest month ever.

    Every day was over 100 degrees.

    It was exhausting and miserable.

    So I feel you about summer pregnancies. The worst was night and trying to get cool enough to sleep.

    Sending cool winter thoughts your way.

    And that is one gorgeous bump, my friend.

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  3. Rachael

    I was so happy both my pregnancies ran from fall to spring. I would have been miserable in the summer heat.

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  4. MJ

    Wow! Hello there, bella in the belly. Be kind to your mumma, ‘kay? It’s no fun baking babies in that heat. x

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  5. Kate

    Hard enough being heavily pg & running around 2 little ones, add this heat & humidity we’ve been having & it’s any wonder you’re zonked! Rest up as much as you can. x

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