I've been gardening today and really suffering now. I'm in a lovely hot radox bath with the iPad, but I overdid it out there (again). DH says he'll help and then gets distracted, or needs too much of my directions to be re-explained, or he's trying to keep DS from trampling things and getting bored, so in the end I pick up the spade and dig whatever it is myself. Also, all the repeated bending over to pick things up (mind you that's not just the garden, that's all the stuff left lying on the floor around the house grrrr).
Still not much in the way of kicks here, better energy levels generally, bump is an ok shape with just a bit more lard sitting on top of it than I really like, and the day job is just about to get interesting. We will hear on Wednesday evening what school DS will be going to in sept which will give us a better idea of a lot of the constraints on our life like childcare options, commuting times, and so on. I start a new job a week on Monday, internal move with promotion, which is exciting and daunting - my new boss has been great but a good few of the other colleagues apparently can't understand how I can (morally or legally!!) go for and take up a new post, particularly on promotion, when I knew I was pregnant. I really feel I have to prove myself in four months, and be back there at six months. I am more conscious of what is realistic and reasonable than the first time though, so I am not going to be a slave to the job but I do want to be taken seriously and in my environment that will mean no more than 6m off.
The only thing we think we need to buy is a stage 0 car seat, and possibly some clothing basics (maybe just maybe I might submit to getting the odd girly new thing if its a girl), but everything else is in the loft, and will be sold/donated the moment it is grown out of!