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Quite early on in my pregnancy D and I had a discussion about the use of dummies.  We sit on quite opposite sides of the fence on this issue, with D in favour and me being a lifelong believer that dummies are horrid. As it's something we need to think about I decided to look into it a little bit more and was reminded of my brother talking about the benefits that dummies can have when looking into it for his own two boys.  Of course at the time babies were not on the agenda for me and I can't remember a single benefit he mentioned!  Research time! In browsing the various articles I've found, and the stories of mum's who use dummies, and those who have avoided them, I've realised what a contentious issue this can be for some people. Prior to research I was unaware of any benefits at all and viewed dummies as something that babies become reliant on, and that were just a haven for germs.  How many times have I seen toddlers using dummies, to throw them on a

14 weeks and 2 days In a month or so I will be having my 20 week scan and can potentially find out the gender of our baby. D is adamant he wants to know.  Nay!  He needs to know.... Me?  Meh... All my life I've said I didn't want to know, that whatever I had I would be happy and as such I just don't need to know.  In fact, waiting 9 months to find out what we're having just adds to the excitement of finding out. D however is very impatient in all aspects of life and needs to know at the first possible opportunity.   I can't see why it's so important to know as I don't believe in traditional gender attire and decor.  Girls do not have to wear pink.  So whats the benefit to knowing really? Someone recently suggested to me that we could just go down the beige route... *shudder* I couldn't think of anything worse.  I need colour in my life, and our baby will be surrounded by colour.     For me, I want bright colours around our child, greens, blu

From the point I even suspected I was pregnant it's been hard to believe it when there's no real evidence.  No bump, no movements, and although I have been excited about the pregnancy it hasn't quite felt "real". Well, until now! At 13 weeks and 4 days, D and I went to the Women's Centre for my dating scan.  I was incredibly nervous, excited, apprehensive, and desperate to see what was in there.  I wasn't, and couldn't be disappointed.  I was also keen to know how many babies there were as my Grandma was a twin, so you just never know.... I guzzled two pints of water before heading over to the hospital, and hoped I wouldn't need to disappear to the loo before we were called in.  The waiting room was full of lots of other expectant mums and their partners.  There was a real quiet in there, hardly anyone talking.  I doubt I was the only mum there who just wanted to see that everything was OK. The ultrasound technician was lovely, kind, reassu

I've spent the last 10 days basking in glorious weather,  lazing about and eating far too much of the good things. .. not necessarily good for me however but very enjoyable! Now despite my pregnancy and the fact that my weight will now go up somewhat,  I've decided to continue to attend Slimming World in order to try and manage my weight gain and keep it to sensible and appropriate levels. Given how rounded my tummy appears to be in contrast to a fortnight ago, and the fact that my baggy trousers now sit very comfortably on my waist I am puzzled as to how my weight gain is only a pound and a half. When my body appears to have changed so much I can't help but expect my weight to change significantly. I am somewhat confused. I'm now lying awake at 4am trying to work or what the heck I can wear to a very impact event tomorrow that is appropriate and that actually fits. ...

So me and D are off on our jollies in the wee small hours and before we left the country for 10 days I really wanted to let our nearest and dearest know our news.  We got in touch with them all over the weekend and it was lovely to hear how pleased and supportive everyone is. I'm currently 11 weeks and 2 days pregnant.  Sounds weird when putting it down like that as apart from a massive increase in my boob size, and some bloating there's no physical evidence that there's a sproglet in there. Those who have known me a number of years will know how happy this makes me.  A child is something I've always wanted and in recent years I had genuinely started to believe that it wasn't going to happen.  Just goes to show the best things come to those who wait. Obviously it's early days and I've a long way to go and a lot to learn, but I've no doubt that before I know it I'll be on maternity leave and counting down the days for our arrival.