Beanie's doing well

I am really pleased to be able to tell you that Beanie is 26 weeks and everything is going well. Thanks for all your prayers and texts it has been so very encouraging to know that so many people have been thinking of us. When we went for the scan last week it was a good feeling when no abnormalities were detected. That is really very good news. The trouble is neither Kevin and I can really get excited about this. Doesn't that sound awful. Well, we also were told with Daniel that he didn't have cause for concern when there was a hole in his heart which wasn't picked up. Unfortunately, equipment is not guaranteed so there is always a chance. I think that you can say that nothing is really straightforward...

I apologise for not blogging I was just too tired and couldn't believe that over 4 weeks has gone past - a record... I will try harder, honest. I had also converted Daniel's room into a craft room, which had to be restored to a room that would be suitable to house Beanie. No mean achievement it took me at least 3 weekends to get some semblance of order.

In the last couple of weeks I have joined an antenatal exercise class for a few weeks. It is really quite good fun although I am puffing away at the very end. One of the challenges was to find a pair of jogging pants that were the right length. Even petite ones are too long.. Anyway, at the class I bumped into someone that I know, someone who goes to my church and lives nearby so I felt hugely encouraged. Being pregnant this time round is not straightforward by any means. I completely fudged the "is this your first baby" question because I just couldn't answer it and I am inconsistent with my answers because no matter how prepared I am for such a question it still manages to catch me off guard. That said I am just going to stick at it and people will have to make up their own minds about what to make of me.

I was chatting to someone at work the other day who is about 4 weeks behind me. We were talking weight gain and I was very smug saying I had put on 9 lbs to her 2.5 stone UNTIL she told me how much she weighs now and I'm at least 2 stone heavier than that!! So the person that laughs last really does laugh the longest...