Ever moved house with baby brain? I don't recommend it. At least, I don't recommend building flat pack furniture anyway. Putting Sophie's bed together I messed it up so many times and I started laughing, which then somehow turned into hysterical crying instead! There was another teary earlier in the day too when I remember how much I can't do to help move my own stuff.
Postponing the midwives appointment to next week so that we can get things done quicker. It's only a check up - a few days wont hurt, especially when I know everything is going fine in there thanks to doctor J.
13 weeks. This is when we found out about George. I thought I'd still be anxious by this stage but I'm not, I'm still not as excited as I probably should be, but I'm getting there. Slowly.
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