Week Thirty Six: Houston, we are engaged and ready for launch
This week began by a trip to the hospital. Jess’ hands and feet had swelled so much her toes looked like they warranted their own biceps, and as well as […]
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Week Thirty Three: I’ll fetch the oil
Jess had a midwife appointment this week, in which – after much very painful looking pinching and groping – the midwife told her that our baby had got his act […]
Week Thirty Two: “He just slipped out…honest.”
This week we attended an antenatal home birth class down at some Quaker centre in the local town. Jess had concerns about being the largest pregnant woman there, and rightly […]
Week Eighteen: No, sir, that’s the umbilical cord…
This week we went for a private sexing scan, so we could find out what we’re having (restricted to either a boy or a girl, of course, unless something really […]
