18 Weeks
A sense of change in in the air. In the last few weeks my body has changed and my mind is playing funny tricks on me.
First thing that I noticed was that my skin seemed to be getting really dry. Especially my hands. Being a nurse i wash my hands a lot during the day but I haven't before had such dry skin. The water in England we have noticed since we arrived is not of the premium standard one will find in wonderful Aotearoa and so hasn't been kind to our skin from day one really. So the marathon of moisturising has progressed from the belly further north to hands and arms.
Then if dry scody hands - to the point where I wondered if I was developing eczema - wasn't bad enough next thing I notice is that I'm having a break out!!! ZITS! Usually my skin is pretty clear and so I didn't appreciate this too much. I think they're on their way out now though and hopefully if I up my facial skin care routine (haha) they will stay away. I'm pretty slack when it comes to cleansing and toning but I'm trying to be a bit nicer to my skin and then perhaps it will be nice to me.
Other bodily changes include and expanding belly. Measurements as of this morning...
Weight: 66kg
Waist: 93cm
Bust 93.5cm
That's pretty much all in the body changes.
Next to the mind! As if I wasn't crazy enough to start with it appears that what logic I had is disappearing, what co-ordination I had is possibly on it's way out the door and I'm just plain forgetful! The usually trust worthy grey matter has been letting me down lately either that or these hormones are wreaking havoc up there!
Example: This morning I hopped on the bus on my way to work. Looking outside the window I noted the usual surroundings as we drove on by. The bus bell goes and off hops a whole lot of nursing students. They usually get off the stop before mine. So I thought right next stop. Then as the bus went on I kept looking out the window and was totally bemused by that which was passing by. Traffic lights? there's none on the street I get off on! The bus continues a lot further than it usually takes to get off at the next stop. I get off and realise that I'd totally, and I mean totally forgotten that I was on the brown bus and not the purple one which travels a totally different route!! Luckily this morning I was actually early leaving home and so had the time to traipse back down the street to the stop I was MEANT to get off at and into the hospital! Ahhh!
At work we write down relevant information about our patients on a piece of paper. Somehow I am managing to lose this paper far too frequently. The other morning I was at work less than half an hour before I'd lost it. I looked high and low. I'd only been in a certain area for that time so it couldn't have gone far. Anyway it showed up tucked into my patients notes.
Then there's the certain incident involving the controlled drugs cupboard keys which I will not go into for fear of losing my job! (no, really, it wasn't THAT bad! but I am concerned about how this baby hormone (I will not admit that this is just me being forgetful!) warping of my mind is going to effect my safety at work!).
The clumsiness. Hands up all the pregnant women who suddenly couldn't hold anything without dropping it at least once especially if it's covered in some substance that is bound to make a mess??? MEE!!! I admit to being messy in the kitchen. When I bake flour MUST cover every surface possible. Ryan will contest to this (annoying) truth. But all this dropping of things is even starting to annoy me! baking contents on the floor. Pasta, flour, milk, juice which also managed to spill into the fridge. Even eating my kiwifruit the other day as I exerted a bit of pressure with my spoon to get loose that annoying white bit in the middle (probably means it's not ripe) I managed to then watch my nice slice of kiwi fly across the room. and not once but TWICE!!! YES KIWI's CAN FLY!!!
Oh and speaking of baking... even last night as I was measuring out flour to go into my banana loaf I measured it (albeit the wrong amount! - mistake no.1) into a measuring jug then instead of pouring the contents of the measuring jug into the sieve I proceeded to pick up the packed of flour and pour that instead!!! WHAT IS WITH THAT????!!!
Then last night I had a dream which was all very nice. I was examining my belly and it had obviously got to the stage where the baby was big enough that we could clearly see it moving round ad it was poking it's limbs here there and everywhere. Then in my dream it was like my transparent and we could see like and x-ray him or her except instead of a cute child all curled up what was there stretched itself out only to reveal a centipede!!! Warped! This baby may end up with big feet but 100legs and a freaky non-human likeness I think NOT.
I bought a Pregnancy and Baby magazine the other day. Had some really interesting and informative article in it on all sorts of topics. I got engrossed in it while Ryan was engrossed in the tele... but the other night as I was doing something he actually picked it up and was very quiet reading it for a long time..
After his reading later in the evening as I was talking away to my belly he informed me with his new found knowledge that the baby could in fact NOT hear me yet thank you very much. And he is right - his/her ears will no be structurally complete apparently till about 24weeks. Despite this I insisted it could and babbled on =)
Most exciting thing of all is probably the fact that we're almost half way!!! WOW! and also that in 3 weeks we'll be having another ultra sound and get to see minimo in more detail and more up close and personal.