So if you missed the Memo about a month or so ago we announced that as of April 2017 we will be adding another member to our family, a little boy, who’s already proving to be a bundle of adorable trouble, getting a photo of him at three different scans has been near impossible, it would appear so far he isn’t keen on photos or just likes tormenting us, with his constant moving and covering his face, the only thing he has been forthcoming with is his boy bits, which he flops out for every possible opportunity, no doubt about it, he’s a boy.
I’m 23 weeks at this stage and it feels like it’s flown by, it’s only just feeling real to me that I’m going to be a Mummy, yes me, whom numerous doctors said would never fall pregnant. I’m equal parts excited and terrified, and feel completely unprepared, a huge difference from the girl at 16 when my brother was born, who thought she knew everything there was to know about babies. Oh if only I could have her confidence, with a touch more of the realistic view I have on parenting now. However I know we’ll be fine, I have an amazing partner and our child has an amazing little brother, who is simply excited to have someone to play trains with, I think I’m giving him unrealistic expectations of his brothers capabilities for at least the next 12 months or so at least.
So I’m going to attempt this blogging thing again, keep a journal of sorts, and save myself from driving those on my personal facebook insane with my incessant baby updates, this way those who want to follow can.