The pregnancy diaries by Dunja Knezevic

Week 14: No visible bump as yet, but off I go on a maternity shopping spree, like a true shopaholic! Just been waiting to get my energy back after the first trimester zapped it right out of me.Mixed reviews on maternity fashions out there.  The target markets seem to either be middle-aged pregnant women with no interest in current trends, or teenage mums. That said, I managed to find a couple of websites selling quite cool, comfortable maternity clothing, and will stick with my favorite high-street and vintage haunts to mix and match.

Week 19: Did my anomaly scan at the earliest date possible. I am terribly impatient and am off to the trade union congress to give a speech in a few days time, so I really needed one less thing off my mind. We’re having a perfectly healthy little baby girl! (good thing too, because being uber organized, we have picked out a name, middle name and nickname for a girl already, whilst not quite getting to the boy’s middle name yet!)However, even the sonographer had to agree, the resemblance to Gollum was uncanny. We are rest assured she will probably be significantly cuter than him by the time she’s finished baking.

There was only one thing the sonographer couldn’t see and that was whether or not there is a chance of a cleft lip and palate. Suggested we come back another day to try again. She was surprised when I said that I wouldn’t need another appointment because that type of thing doesn’t bother me at all. As long as our baby’s growing well and all her organs have developed correctly, what do I care about a cleft palate?

Week 30: Had the tour of the labour ward today, though couldn’t actually enter the ward because as our midwife tour guide said “there is too much screaming in the ward”. Oh joy.

So to make the tour slightly more entertaining, my little one decides to slip a bit too far down the pelvis, ending up with me strapped to a fetal heart monitoring machine, with my hubby next to me as pale as Casper, bless him. All’s well that ends well though, little missy decided to slip back up again in her own time.

Friends and family keep saying that she’ll probably come a couple of weeks early, seeing just how impatient she is. I hope so!The kicks these days are just getting stronger and stronger, and since I’m very lucky that my ribs remain undisturbed, I can just keep on enjoying them. I know I’m going to miss these little kicks so much once she’s out, they have by far been the most enjoyable thing about the pregnancy.

 

The pregnancy diaries by Dunja Knezevic

Week 4: Yesterday may just have been the happiest day of my life. I can’t even tell you how long I’d been waiting for that stick to say ‘pregnant’, only to then dumbly stare at it for a couple of minutes, a million thoughts rushing through my head, before screaming, running and jumping around the house. Looney!

Week 8: The first trimester must be the toughest. I have never felt so exhausted in all my life. Doesn’t help that I’ve had the flu and been very busy at work, but still, this type of tiredness is not something I’d ever encountered before.  I will dose off anywhere. On the hair and makeup chair, standing in the Sainsbury’s queue, the five minute taxi ride fro m the station to home, on the tube. Even at dinner with the girls if it goes on for more than two hours. Everyone keeps assuring me that my energy will come back though, bring on the second trimester!

The list of symptoms is pretty endless though, the lethargy is just the start. Itchy dry skin, nausea, cramps, mood swings, heightened emotions, leg cramps, headaches, and the list goes on.  But pregnancy hormones must really be working hard to also combat these symptoms cause through it all, I sit there on my sofa with a big smile on my face, feeling pure bliss thinking about the little life growing inside me.