Eat.Sleep.Crave.Repeat

Materni-tight... OK, i am going to pass on what i think is the holy grail of my very limited knowledge on the subject of pregnancy.  MATERNITY CLOTHES Trust me when i say i have done the leg work and sweated my way in and out as many clothes as physically possible the last few months. It is hard to dress that ever expanding belly, boobs, legs, bum, face, ankles, back bla bla. First question i asked myself... Do i go bigger or do i go maternity? Bigger means owning up to the fact i'm gaining weight and actually having to buy a bigger size, shallow yes but true none the less. Maternity means i'm only getting a limited time from what i buy (what can i say I like my moneys worth, not sorry) I went for bigger and bought two sizes above. I must admit now nearly 6 months pregnant they still fit, well i use 'Fit' loosely. They physically still fasten is what i mean. Well they physically still fasten pre-lunch. Anyway... they are a bit loose on the le

Walking the Blue Line... 7:00am running out the door to work I casually glanced down at pregnancy test. POSITIVE!! **3 weeks previous**  I had my copper coil removed and we decided to 'see what happens' 3 weeks late my on period I should have been more suspicious however I honestly didn't think it would ever happen to me, especially not so soon but suddenly here I am glancing at the scariest line I have ever seen. Truth be told, I burst into tears but not happy tears, tears of absolute shock and fear... I don't know if I am 'Adult' enough for this. I mean I didn't even fork out for the expensive Clear Blue test (£9.99, absolute joke) anyway I phoned Alex, pulled myself together and we decided to get a Clear Blue later that night. To cut a long story short and and 2 clear blue tests later I am infact pregnant, now nearly 6 months and with a baby girl. Was I happy about it... YES Was I emotionally equipped to handle it... NO