And there’s the long weekend still. It’s been wonderful. I’ve been to the hospital Scouts and Guides, I’ve seen so many friends and had lunch with my SMiL (who is very excited about Thing1), and dinner with G. I’ve slept in until 9 or 10 am, and I’ve nearly finished the scarf in progress; glorious blue silk yarn.
My CBT referral has finally come through: just as I’m starting to feel a bit more normal (but then again, it could all go a bit pearshaped in the next 4 months, so it is Good to have it). And this is after being fast tracked through the system thanks to Thing1. The perinatal referral I requested hasn’t yielded anything after six weeks…. we are a nation falling to bits.
I have the most wonderful gadget to hold the seatbelt below the bump (it is a low bump. A lovely bump, but low!). This is going to make the trip up to Scarborough for my BiL’s wedding a lot easier. I tested it today. Once I’d found the the popper, and got it adjusted properly, it was super comfy. I have also, after some trial and error, found maternity jeans which fit. Happiness is a waistband which doesn’t dig in. And a bra which fits. I am now a 36C. I was a 30C/32B. This is bound to change again. Kudos to the ladies at Seraphine who didn’t sell me what I didn’t need, and to the ones in John Lewis who found what I did. I still can’t wait for them to go down again: knowing that they’re bound to go up more first. However, I have Jo’s old maternity bras to grow into first.
Other things I am enjoying are foster kitten accounts on Instagram, seeing other people’s running pictures (I will get back to it!), and cutting back on Guiding. Peace.