Over the Christmas holidays I felt great. I think it was the relaxed routine, lie ins, no rushing etc.
But since Monday and back to school and nursery runs (I have two other kids), I feel about 36 weeks pregnant not 26!
I am measuring big for my dates, I waddle already. Bending down is ungraceful and i'm out of breath climbing the stairs. I'm suddenly panicking about how i'm going to get through the next few months.
I am so excited about this third baby, a lovely surprise I didn't think we'd have. But I could weep about what it's doing to my body.