It's not fun and it's certainly not clever!

I was quite fortunate in the early stages of bump growing in that I gained very little weight... well clearly we are now at the part where that cleverness is overturned by my rapidly expanding weight. I've lumbered up to 76 kilos (10 kilos more than the start of all this). I am mortified. I know it's all part of the process but it doesn't make it any easier to digest... mind you those two massive pastries I had for brekkie on Wed ... perhaps were and thus are directly related to this issue. Interestingly of course the bump weighs the same amount as the dog right now. Approx 2.2kilos. add a few on for liquids and all other gruesome baby things that still leaves me with quite a few kilos that can only be attributed to the eating habits of the host.

We did a visit of the hospital yesterday with some of the ladies in our pre parto birthing classes... We saw the dilation rooms, the delivery rooms and then the recovery rooms... a bit grim but not too too bad. To say I'm not terrified would be a lie... I'm not sure if it is better knowing how it's all going to go down... or for me to have simply kept it as a surprise... Interestingly they have a handful of private rooms and we were told that it was simply luck of the draw as to if you get one or not... The place looked pretty booked up when we were there... perhaps hoping I don't end up in the hall would be a good starting point!

We did however run into the lovely star pupil of our pre parto class... She was there with her hubbie after having successfully delivering her baby. She still looked enormous even though the baby had arrived. They had to do a C section... She looked well. The rest of the pupils looked at each other nervously secretly all dreading this part of the process... I actually feel nauseous thinking about it... good thing there is xmas and a bunch of work to get through between now and the birthing thing.