Aryana Lorena Moldovan

April 1st 2017, the day our lives changed yet again & a day which we will truly never forget…

Lately the weather hadn’t been so amazing, however, that specific Saturday morning it was sunny, bright and warm outside. I picked up my phone, checked my diary to see what I had planned for that day. Yep, of course as always my diary was full for Saturday of little things that I had to finish/buy before baby made it’s appearance as there were only a few weeks left. As the boys woke up and me and Mihai were talking about what we had to do today, I had a true F*#K THAT moment and I decided to clear the schedule until Monday and we instead had decided that for the whole weekend we were just going to spend time as a family, maybe fulfill last minute desires (like eating as many doughnuts as I want in one sitting) and nothing else but fun. And so, our ‘fun family weekend’ began.

The house was spotless and disinfected from top to bottom from my weeks of nesting + my OCD, if you know us, you’ll know we are somewhat ‘clean freaks’ – that is what you call people like us right? So there was nothing to do a 9.30am except to get dressed and head to starbucks.

10.00am: Arrive at starbucks, get a Soy Macchiato, a normal macchiato, Ayan’s usual doughnut with pink marshmallows and a bottle of overpriced water…I will never understand WHY my son is obsessed with the bottles of water specifically from Starbucks when I can buy him the EXACT SAME water from any other store, but anyways… Sip our coffees, take some selfies, or atleast I tried to with Ayan, it’s quite tough with a toddler, then we decided to do some shopping. Post shopping I decided I needed a rest and that the rest would be in the car on the way to the NEXT shopping centre (Vivo City).

12.00pm: Arrive at Vivo City, I decide that I want to eat KFC + a doughnut from the Donuterie, promising myself of course that from tomorrow until I give birth I’ll eat healthier so that I have the energy to go through the birth process. Feeling super massive now, we finish off some shopping and head home.

13.30pm: Arrive home, Ayan is taking a nap and I tell Mihai that we simply MUST watch a movie together with some more junk of course, so of course we put a movie on. Halfway through the movie I’m feeling a little uneasy and out of breath but I just assume it’s because the baby is squishing my lungs or something like that. I start complaining and so we decide to turn the movie off and just chill. So yep, chillin’ together, everything is good, then my husband decides he wants to cook steak and sweet potato mash randomly on a Saturday, so as he makes second lunch? Pre-dinner? Not sure what you’d call it, we eat so much, I’m playing with Ayan and eating more things I can find in the kitchen. We eat, it is  D E L I C I O U S,  I’m still promising that I won’t eat this much from tomorrow but until then I think we should go to the central park, spend some time with Cliffy as it;s beautiful outside, oh and we should get an ice cream too.

17.00pm: Head off to the park, before that we fooled around at the back of the block, posting on snapchat, instagram stories, and just taking silly pictures, little did I know that it would be the last pictures I’d ever have of my little bump. On arrival at the park we walk the whole way through and back, play with Ayan, look for trolls under bridges and for some weird reason just followed Ayan around who had befriended another slightly older toddler who didn’t seem to have any parents with him, yet seemed to enjoy making my son laugh by repeatedly throwing his scooter in the water. Such a strange little moment, boys can be so strange sometimes. Still haven’t got my ice cream, although the boys had theirs, so we decide to head back to where the ice creams are, I carry Ayan most of the way there and just before we get to the ice cream we decide that we must stop at the kids section so that Ayan can go on the slide.

Incoming message on my phone

My doctor had messaged me earlier on asking me how I felt to which I told her that I’d had some contractions, assuming they were Braxton hicks, I took some Magnesium B6 and they calmed down, apart from that I felt as awesome as an 8 month pregnant woman can feel and that everything is good. According to my Doctor she didn’t trust me and she had weird gut feelings so she expected me to be at the hospital in 30 minutes. What?! Sounds a bit worrying, but my doctor is amazing and surely just wants to double and triple check everything is okay, I mean it is a Saturday evening and she could be doing something else. So I tell Mihai that we must leave the park immediately, drop Ayan at his mother’s and make our way to the clinic. Probably the funniest moment of the whole day, Mihai’s face and his denial, at some point I felt that I’d have to drag him out that park he was THAT frightened and in denial and soooo didn’t want me to give birth. Anyways skipping Mihai’s panic attack we head towards the hospital ->

19.00pm: From this point onwards everything seems to be a retrospective blur. Enter clinic. Climb up onto the table, an assistant says to me how do I not feel that I am in labour as she can see my tightenings through my dress. Excuse me? I still feel nothing. I look over to Mihai who looks like he will pass out at any moment and don’t say anything, except for deny any pain of course. Doctor does the scan, I’m definitely having contractions and they are about 6 minutes apart. Ok? The scan shows that I have barely any water left, and that baby has almost no water at it’s head…time for a slight panic. Doctor cannot believe that my waters have broken and I never called her. That is NO THANKS TO MIHAI. So the day before I had some discharge that was so fluid and water like I wasn’t sure if I had peed myself but Mihai kept saying that it was just end of pregnancy discharge, now I have nooo idea why I listened to him. Of course baby is not in position and is transverse, I have no water left. Time for the internal check. Oh I’m 2 and a half centimetres dilated already. Well this baby is coming and it’s coming soon. Mihai gets sent home by my doctor to collect my stuff, we have somehow been communicating through telepathy all this time as if I recall correctly we never really exchanged a word with each other but for sure we knew what each other were thinking, we just kept looking at each other, it all seemed quite the shock. I in the meantime get whisked upstairs, stripped naked quicker than I can blink, hospital gown on and told to lie down. Yet another assistant cannot understand why I’m not feeling my contractions, now that I’m lying down and looking at them I can almost literally see them and I can definitely feel them, oh wait, now I feel it, they may be just slightly painful.

… no idea what time it was: I’ve been moved to the operation room, I’m starting to panic as Mihai is not here yet although my Doctor keeps reassuring me that she won’t start without him being there. Oh great, he’s here now and all of a sudden in all my shock I notice that not only is my  husband and my doctor there, but there are also ALL the ladies from the previous shift (guess I caught them through shift change over time) and ALL the ladies from the night shift. Plus the assisting surgeon, the anaesthesist, the head anaesthesist nurse, the neonatalog. That is one thing that I will for sure remember, I have NEVER literally, in my life, seen that many people in an operating room. My spinal gets put in blah blah then, I for some reason start to panic, I’m sweating profusely, Mihai is trying to give me a thumbs up from the door for some reason? Okay, that’s my cue to pass out, next thing I know the anaesthesist is telling someone to get Mihai here, My doctor is talking to God knows who, Mihai is there holding my hand, the theatre lights turn on and I feel like a deer in the headlights. I’m lying on my back with someone holding my head down because I’m panicking, the sweetest anaesthesist guy who I’ve managed to fall in love with throughout all this chaos is soaking me in water and all I can think about is how he is ruining my lash extensions, plus the fact he can see my boobs, plus the fact a whole other bunch of people can see my vagigi, plus the fact that I am ABOUT TO THROW UP, trying to tell myself to hold it in. Focus on my dear husband’s hand stroking my hand, try telling my husband I love him the most in the world. Oh wait, nope I’m throwing up all over my anaesthesist. Poor guy. It only happens two more times. They still haven’t reached my uterus yet, why? I don’t think I even want to know, the doctor’s are deep in concentration, and for a still second I admire the way in which they are working together, I have no idea what they are doing but it seems important, they are in silence and for a slight moment all the chaos around me and my panicked thoughts blur out, For a moment it is me, the thud of my heartbeat, the theatre lights and the two doctors working alongside each other in an understood silence. My heartbeat is getting louder and louder in my ears, Mihai is calming me down, I can’t really understand what’s taking so long, but I’ll find out after the surgery.

20.45pm: All of a sudden I feel the interior incision, I’m asking Mihai if he can see the baby yet. Then I hear it, the doctor saying how SHE has the longest eyelashes, someone else said she is the most beautiful baby and then came her sweet, sweet cry. I don’t know what I’m feeling, I’m crying, I’m still in shock yet I am the happiest woman alive. I have so much love for my husband, my newborn child and everyone around me. I’m reliving the ecstasy I felt the first time when I gave birth to the love of my life, little baby Ayan and now I am feeling it again. They’ve taken her to another room to dress her and check her vitals, whilst my doctor is continuing with the operation. She says something to me but I can’t hear her, so many people are saying so many things but all I can hear is the beautiful sound of my baby’s cry next door.

I can’t wait to hold her as soon as I’m out the theatre.

With the funniest memories, the sweetest moment and the most wonderful Doctor’s and medical team. This is how my baby girl – Aryana Lorena Moldovan – was born, Bought into this world on April 1st 2017 @ Clinica Hipocrates, Cluj-Napoca. 

I love you. 

P.s. I never did get that ice-cream.

3 weeks + 3 days
First kiss from Ayan

The first time in mommy’s arms.

SHE’S HERE!

Hey guys! It’s been a crazy long time, like 6 weeks to be exact or something around that right? I know, I know, I know, I’m ALWAYS apologising. However, please hear me out, this time round I have a really good excuse, so here it goes…

Last time on the blog I left you at week 33, with 2-weekly updates on how the pregnancy was going, my workouts, etc. Unfortunately after week 33 apart from severe nesting accompanied by my super bad OCD tendencies, I started suffering severe migraines, so bad that they were effectively ‘paralysing’ me. So for a few weeks I was living in a haze and definitely unable to blog, VLOG or barely look at my phone screen. At week 35 my doctor started me on steroid injections to help with these headaches as they were severely dehabilating and definitely not like me (fortunately headaches is not something I’ve had to suffer from in the past). So I wasn’t feeling so amazing from those anyways…as I finished day 5 of injections with still another 5 days left, I was beginning to wonder if I’d make it through the misery of those damn injections and I started wishing those days would fly by me, well all I gotta say about that is be careful what you wish for…

Fast forward to 1st April, yes, yes I know it’s April fools day, but I am not fooling you, my daughter, yep that’s right I had a BABY GIRL <3, entered my life pulling the biggest prank on me ever! I’ll be writing the full story on the arrival of our little princess on the next blog post, as right now she’s aboout to wake up and I’ve gotta run #momlife. For now, here are a few snaps of her, we are all well over here at casa Moldovan and I can’t wait to be catching up with my blog readers/instagram followers over the coming months!

 

Week 33

Okay seriously, at this point is it legal to PANIC  yet?! Time is honestly flying by, as you can see I barely get time to even update the blog, even though I would so like to do that more, plus, on top of that I keep falling asleep whilst putting Ayan to bed. Totally a third trimester fatigue symptom! Okay, so let’s do the facts! 

  • Baby is weighing in at over 4lbs! (I know my chuky monkey definitely is from my most recent scan)
  • Baby is around 17 inches, according to the WTE app this is the size of a pineapple, although I beg to differ, over on this side of Europe we seriously don’t get pineapples that big #sorrynotsorry
  • Your baby technically is the newborn that he/she will be, except a much smaller and skinnier version. These last few weeks are mostly for filling out with fat, maturing of all the organs especially the lungs therefore there are no ‘developmental changes’ as such.
  • If you gave birth at this point, baby has a 97% chance of survival! – HOWEVER, this is NOT recommended to even try inducing birth in any way. The human gestation period is around 40 weeks for a reason give or take a couple of weeks either side, waiting until both you and baby are naturally ready for birth day ensures the healthiest baby for you to enjoy!

This is just a quick recap of the factual things at this point in the pregnancy, it is currently 5am in the morning and I have been tossing and turning since 3am (no thanks to pregnancy insomnia), therefore, my next post will be a catch up on MY pregnancy – a lot os symptoms have popped up for me and barely any of them I am enjoying, also a list of third trimester symptoms as I feel that there are too many and I need more than a shared post to write them all! Catch you on the next post!

Reema Ox 

 

What not to say to a pregnant woman – PART 2

If you’ve been keeping up with the flow, then you will remember that what now seems like a loooooong time ago, I uploaded my V L O G on what NOT TO SAY TO A PREGNANT WOMAN.  For those of you that enjoyed it, then here below I have posted PART 2 of the vlog and for those of you who simply have no idea of what  I am talking about, then click the link below and you will find out all the do’s and dont’s of what to say and what not to say to a pregnant woman. Enjoy!

Weeks 31 + 32

So yet again another two weeks went by as a blur, for many reasons. Let me list them out for you;

  • I am severely  N E S T I N G so I’ve basically been spending my free time bleaching my house and cleaning it until you can see your face on every surface.
  • I have left everything until last minute, so I am now rushing around like a headless chicken trying to get everything including this mini ‘make over’ done in this house. Nb. trying to get everything done with this massive bump!
  • I am spending as much time doing as fun activities with Ayan as possible as only very few weeks remain until he is officially not an only child anymore, so I am cherishing every moment.
  • I managed to record, edit and post one VLOG (yes the part 2 guys), I will also be posting it on the blog here!

So yes, apart from that, lets look at the major things happening this week. Baby may already be heads down, ready to greet you, not only that baby is already weighing in at 3.5-4 lbs! Can you believe that?!? I personally am not feeling so ‘heavy’ in the mornings, but I do have to keep on taking 30 second breaks after physical effort and by the end of the night I’m feeling like a bleached whale on most evenings. Baby is also resting as much as he/she can right now, ready to make the grand entrance into this world, they are also so big now that they are back to being in a curled up position, so it’s definitely getting cramped in there. My favourite thing happening this week? My little baby actually is playing back with me! When they stick a limb out, I will push it back in and they’ll push back out again, sooooo cute!! Although at this point of pregnancy I am really beginning to FEEL IT, and boy oh boy do I mean it. Have you ever tried climbing up 2 flights of stairs 33 weeks pregnant with a 11kg toddler in your arms? It’s tiring for sure. I am also cherishing every single second of every day being pregnant as I know the journey is nearly coming to an end and for sure I will miss being pregnant, no matter how hard it is.

What are your favourite parts of pregnancy this week?

WEEK 29 + 30

Okay this is going to be a super quick update for my blog readers who are wondering where the hell I have dissappeared to. Sincerely, I have NO IDEA  where the past two weeks have gone, I know that sounds so bad, but really when I look into my diary, during week 29 I did A LOT and that is with no exaggeration, then during week 30 I spent my time feeling nearly the worst I’ve felt in many years (no it wasn’t the flu or anything) I had this strange pain in the back of my nexk, not blood pressure, that went through my shoulders and crippled me from either seeing. Still don’t know what it was, baby seemed all fine, however, I am sooo glad that it’s all over now. So as a recap, I generally can’t put a detailed source of what had/has happened the past two weeks, as it has just flown by, however, let’s have a look at where we have arrived size wise etc. for week 30.

I actually went for a scan at week 30, and found out my little darling is already weighing in at 3.3lbs! A chunky little monkey like daddy (as my MIL tells me). Baby is already heads down, and was doing some kind of aerobics as I watched in real time on the 4D scan (the only picture I caught baby was actually holding it’s foot to it’s head, so cute). I’m taking it as a sign that I’m doing a pretty good time at baking this baby because head circumference was measuring at 31 weeks + although I definitely cannot be that far along in the pregnancy, so we took it that little one is just prepping for the grand exit. Apart from that, all seems good and fingers crossed everything stays good, healthy and happy! And how was I feeling? Well TIRED for one, the slightest things exhaust me now, yet I am very proud of the fact that I am still incredibly active and I’m trying to keep my energy intact so I don’t get lazy – although who can be lazy with a toddler? I also have taken another break from the gym as it just wasn’t really working out for me, however, I will be be back soon. Until then I’m just ‘enjoying’ time off by actually keeping physically so busy at home, I have SO MUCH to do and so little time.

So yes, for those of you who may have thought I fell off the planet earth, I didn’t I was actually just trying to survive week 30, thankfully now I am back in form and I hope that I don’t have to experience something like that again! Oh and that cute littel 3D scan you see up there, yep that’s right, that sure is baby Moldovan #2! 🙂

You are a MOTHER, your baby is YOURS. 

I write this post with much sorrow in my heart, with pain for how many mothers do not know their rights for being a MOTHER. I dedicate this post to my Romanian readers, so you know that as a mother you are FREE to be close to your baby and NO ONE is allowed to tell you otherwise! Please take two minutes of your time to read this beautifully written passage (I did not write this), I do not who did but I wish that I knew! We live in 2017, our babies are ours and I am urging all mothers in Romania to stand for what is rightfully theirs… their CHILD! 

Something a MAJORITY of Romanian doctors + midwives should read!!!! A baby should NEVER be taken away from the mother after birth even for reasons such as ‘the mum needs to rest, for changing or being fed’. The first few days are crucial to attachment + breastfeeding to go as smoothly as possible and I will never understand why in romania people are paying 5000-7000 lei for these private clinics just for the babies to be taken from them. Alongside that the culture teaches women that they are unable to manage by themselves and they NEED the help (almost a controlling and manipulating way of lowering self esteem of mothers to be so they genuinely believe they can’t manage without babies being taken away.’) I repeat your child does NOT need to be taken away from you (as long as it’s perfectly healthy) and neither should you as a mother be accepting that! If the baby is taken away it should be on YOUR say, not theirs! Whoever wrote this, wrote it beautifully and this truly is how it should be! 

Bebelușii: 

” Bună mami,

Sunt puiul tău

Eram în pântecul tău, la căldură, nu știam ce este foamea, frigul, lumina si senzațiile de a purta haine si scutece. Auzeam vocea ta, fluxul continuu al sangelui tau si cateva zgomote zilnice. 

Eram mereu lipit de tine.

Apoi m-am trezit intr-o situatie cu totul noua: plamanii mi s-au umplut cu aer, am auzit vocea meapentru prima data.

Lumina.

Frigul.

Caldura.

Frica.

Apoi am auzit vocea ta.

Am simtit pielea ta, bratele tale.

Si sanul tau.

Este ceva cald de bagat in burtica mea, dar tu continua sa ma tii in brate, lipit, nu ma lasa pentru ca mi-e frica.

Suzetez la fiecare 10 minute pentru ca am nevoie de tine.

Uneori mi-e foame, uneori sete, dar deseori este doar modul meu de a afla ca esti inca alaturi de mine.

Spune-le familiei si prietenilor ca sunt la fel de frumos si in poze, acum vreau sa stau doar cu tine! 

Tine-ma aproape! 

Lasa-l pe tati sa gateasca sau decongeleaza ceea ce ai pregatit inainte ca eu sa ma nasc.

Nu este momentul sa faci pe Master Chef, mami! 

Este momentul sa descoperim impreuna cum putem trai separat, dar mereu aproape.

Nu-i asculta pe ceilalti! 

Nu sunt alintat si nu vreau lapte praf.

Laptele tau este mai mult ca suficient. Sunt mic si imi ia mult sa ma hranesc, uneori adorm. Incearca asa: cand dorm eu, dormi si tu mami.

Stiu ca te simti obosita.

Dar nu va dura la nesfarsit! 

Sa iesim afara mami! 

Pune-ma in sistem , aproape de sanii tai si mergem unde vrei tu! 

Eu nu am nevoie de altceva, decat de tine.

Ajuta-ma sa ma fac mare, nu ma lasa sa plang, plansul meu e mai mult decat un alint, este frica de moarte.Pot supravietui doar cu tine! 

Tine-ma langa tine, mami, sunt mic! 

In curand voi descoperi lumea si voi avea mai multa incredere.

Ajuta-ma sa cresc! Intr-o secunda devenim mari.

Relaxeaza-te mami, inchide lumina. Intinde-te langa mine si ia-ma in brate. Mangaie-ma si pupa-ma repetand amandurora ca totul va fi bine! 

Nu tine cont de sfaturile pe care nu le-ai cerut! 

Sa stam impreuna, mami, lipiti asa cum eram pana ieri, cand eram in burtica ta! “

Dealing with body changes during pregnancy.

One thing that I’m sure A L L of us go through at some stage during our pregnancy is self-consciousness. Many of us (including me) find that at some point we begin to feel ‘fat’, ‘ugly’ and we find that at some point we love ourselves a little less – this, followed by guilt because of course we should be ecstatic about the fact that we are lucky to get pregnant and experience something so beautiful in the first place. Considering I’m onto my second pregnancy now, I didn’t think I’d have those feelings again, yet mid – second trimester, there I was wondering why I had got pregnant, because I was just so ‘fat’ again. Looking through all the ‘perfect’ pregnant women on my instagram my only thoughts were ‘why do I not look like that?’. How are all these women growing with grace and glowing beauty and where the hell is MY glow?? So anyways, I spent about a quarter of this pregnancy NOT taking pictures of myself with the belief that I didn’t look graceful and beautiful, I almost stopped taking care of myself, going to gym, doing my make-up etc. And so the downward spiral began…

Then one night after putting my toddler to bed, I was walking around in underwear and one of my husband’s t-shirts, obviously no make up and hair piled in a bird’s nest on top of my head when all of a sudden, my husbad turned round and told me I was the most beautiful woman in the world. I’m sure he’s said this before but it was truly the first time in a long time I actually heard him. That night after taking a long look at myself in the mirror I thought ‘what am I doing to myself? Yes, I have all these flaws, but they are because I am growing another child, a symbol of our love, what can be more beautiful than that.’ And that was the click, since that night I decided to start doing little things, little adjustments in order to make myself feel beautiful again. I may not look anything like I did 6/7 months ago, yet for sure if I dedicate just a little bit of time to myself everyday then in feeling beautiful, I am acting beautiful and therefore I AM BEAUTIFUL. So here below, I have made a little list of tips, on little things we can do throughout our pregnancies to make ourselves feel the best we can and accept all those crazy hormones + changes that are taking over our bodies!

PREGNANCY PIGMENTATION – I have suffered this SO bad during both my pregnancies, where I am of asian heritage my skin is dark brown and therefore the pigmentation is black on my skin. My quick fix: a little bit of foundation which takes me 2 seconds to apply every day. Long term treatment: Looking into any treatments which may be available out there for pigmentation (I’m very into natural treatments and I think I may be starting the potato treatment – I’ll be posting about that soon if it works!)

PREGNANCY WEIGHT GAIN – although this is the most natural change that can happen to us during pregnancy, many of us find it hard. During my first pregnancy I was still quite chubby with ‘puppy fat’ from med school, so the weight gain really didn’t affect me. However, for this pregnancy, as I started off with a six pack, the weight gain hit me really hard psychologically. My quick fix: Walks with the family, going to the gym, telling myself that this is only temporary. Long term treatment: Although I eat A LOT, I try to eat as healthy as possible so that I can be sure everything I am consuming is doing great for the baby as well as for me. Also eating well avoids unnecessary weight gain and this therefore means after giving birth I will hopefully be able to get my pre-pregnancy body back quicker.

PREGNANCY ACHES & PAINS – I’m the get go mummy. I literally never sit down, and when I do it’s to blog, reply to emails or to work on customer programs (so my brain is literally always on the go), yet sometimes the back pain, the sciatica means that some days I literally HAD TO take a break and not complete everything I’d wanted to that day, whcih really got me down. My quick fix: accepting that I really should just take a break because soon with two babies, I’ll be wishing to sit down and won’t have the chance. Long term treatment: getting my hubby to massage me, trying out different stretches to help the pains.

PREGNANCY WARDROBE: as time goes on I really almost have nothing to wear. Over here where I live, maternity clothes that are good quality almost do not exist and so I am just squeezing into my larger size clothes or of course, just stealing from my husbands wardrobe, who doesn’t? My quick fix: buying larger more fashionable, comfy (yet also cheap clothes) where I can find them. I really don’t want to spend a lot of money on clothes for this bump when I know that I will definitely not be wearing them post-partum: Long term treatment: Looking at clothes and saving the ones I will buy after I give birth. Mental shopping therapy, and seeing as I barely bought myself any clothes during the pregnancy, it will totally be guilt free shopping when it comes to buying clothes!

PREGNANCY SKIN PROBLEMS: if you’re lucky you will have the pregnancy glowing skin (I did during my first trimester), if you’re like me this pregnancy then you may be suffering all sorts, pigmentation, dry skin, pregnancy eczema. My quick fix: cover it all up, I love make up so I don’t have a problem with covering my face in it, and as along as my husband loves me bare faced, that’s all that matter right? Long term treatment: either finding more accurate treatments for the symptoms or if you know that it’s purely a pregnancy thing (like me with my eczema) then just remind yourself that it’s all worth it for your beautiful little bundle of joy!

Pregnancy hormones that tell you you’re ugly: Me everyday. This unfortunately is a battle that can only be fought mentally. My quick fix: putting on a little bit of make-up, dressing up in something nicer (if it fits). Long term and MORE IMPORTANTLY: remind yourself that you are not any ‘uglier’ than you were, and even if you feel that you are it is for the most beautiful reason ever! Look in the mirror and tell yourself that you are beautiful and every time that you feel your little baby kick, it’s a reminder of why all these body changes are just so totally worth it.

I hope these little tips helped, just remember, how you look at other pregnant women and admire them, that’s how everyone else is looking at YOU. Even if you don’t feel like you’re amazing, you ARE and you have no reason to believe otherwise! 

What NOT to say to a pregnant woman.

My  V L O G on what not to say to a pregnant woman is out now! The minute a woman gets pregnant it’s almost like the rest of the population gain a free pass to comment, advise and accidentally insult the pregnant woman. From speaking to other mama’s at least I can live with the thought that I am not the only one and that it happens all around the world!

However, that does not mean it should happen, does it? So in my vlog posted below I give a few tips from personal experience and from others on what NOT to say to a pregnant woman! If you like the video then please don’t forget to like/share/subscribe, thank you!

Week 28!

Hello third trimester! We’re at the last stretch of the pregnancy and as well as being excited I am also scared! So what’s happening this week?

Know the Facts

Baby is weighing in at 2.25lbs and is around the 40cm mark from head to heel. Baby can blink his/her eyes, which are by now sporting cute little lashes and at some point baby will see the light differences filtering in through the womb. In addition to that, baby is accumulating body fat day by day in preparation for birth. I don’t know if this is coincidence or if baby can see the light flashing in through my womb, but every time I shine a light on my belly baby stops kicking!

In other news 

Although it may not seem like a lot is happening, in the momma’s world usually at this point if there already wasn’t ‘a lot’ happening, then it begins around now. Many are completing birth plans, going to antenatal birth classes, baby shopping (my favourite part) and nursery decorating.

Personally, I haven’t completed any kind of birth plan yet nor have I been to any antenatal classes due to the fact that previously I had given birth via c-section (transverse baby) and I am so hoping I will be able to try for a VBAC (Vaginal Birth after Caesarian), however, in order to ‘stabilise’ anything, I’m waiting until the 32nd-34th week in order to see if baby is heads down or not, and from there on to be able to get fully assessed and checked to see if I am a good candidate for a VBAC (I’m pretty confident I am).

Baby shopping wise we have almost EVERYTHING, we planned well ahead and slowly bought everything so it didn’t seem like a ‘major spend’ in one go, even stocking up on nappies on Black Friday! Although to be absolutely honest it does help having a two year old as technically we didn’t start from scratch. However, I still have left to buy a new baby swing and a humidifer so if anyone has any good recommendations PLEASE comment and let me know!

Nursery wise we always knew we wanted two children close together and therefore during the first pregnancy, we had spent major time and effort into making this beautiful gender neutral Jungle Book Nursery, with Mufasa and Simba on a mountain far over, a Toy Story Ceiling with a huge yellow sun, yet when you switch the light off you can stare into a starry night sky. As you can tell I am sooo in love with my son’s baby room! I will be adding a baby name to the wall and I’m thinking of tying some ribbons to the crib to change the look up a little bit and maybe some new curtains too, but we will see. On another note, I still have SO MUCH TO DO around the house, meaning when I was pregnant with Ayan I did a little ‘makeover’ and since then I haven’t done so, I would like to do the same this time round and just have almost another clear out but honestly being super pregnant, having a toddler and a puppy and being a personal trainer is kind of crazy so somehow I never seem to be getting round to doing it and if I am it’s at extremely slow progress, but I will, and when I do, I will be doing a VLOG tour of my home makeover.

Talking about VLOGS , I have a NEW and EXCITING (also super funny) VLOG coming up over the next couple of days, as a little sneak the title is ‘What NOT to say to a pregnant woman.’ So keep posted!