Pregnancy Diary | Weeks 23-25

[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text][dropcap]M[/dropcap]e, currently 25 weeks pregnant. Feeling more like I’m in Week 325 and getting ready to birth Godzilla baby, yet also simultaneously wailing “it’s going by sooo quickly” I am now able to say to people, yes I’m 6 months pregnant, rather than the I’m xx weeks gone now. I totally get why mums refer to their children as being eleventy billion weeks old, because you get used to counting down milestones in weeks rather than months. Although, if I ever refer to my child as being 26 months old or whatever, please punch me in the face. Pregnancy tidbits, let’s get going…[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]


I’ll start with Week 23 because I can’t remember much about the weeks before other than I felt like a normal person again. Once I hit about 17 weeks, the morning sickness miraculously disappeared overnight and I slowly regained my energy back. Weeks 18, 19, and 20 came along and a scan informed us we were having a bouncing, baby girl. Well, more like a shy, sleepy one because I had to spend our hospital appointment walking up and down the corridor and then resorting to jumping jacks in order to make her move and show her face to the sonographers. That’s my girl, being stubborn even in utero. From then on until I was 23 weeks, I got my energy back, the breakouts on my face had calmed down, and I felt pretty good! Annnd then we meet Week 24…


Man, oh, man. The rainbows and sparkles of the previous weeks disappeared overnight. I felt like Zombie Slug Me again. I wanted to sleep all the time. The mysterious phantom smells that tormented me in the first trimester returned- I’m convinced our house smells like onions and garlic. Robin says it doesn’t. I can tell when the bins need taking out days before they need to. I’m 90% nose and 10% human now. Whenever I get hit with the Sleepy stick, I know that I’m basically going through a growth spurt so just succumb to needing to lie down and nap but still feel really guilty about it.


Hello, I am a monster.

The crankiest grump from Planet Grump ever.

I dare you to empty the dishwasher without a tut or a huff from me. Everything is irritating. 

I think the combination of sleepless nights and the rush of hormones circulating around inside me has created this frankenstein of rawr-ness. For the first time in months, I felt that old familiar thumping in my chest that used to indicate an anxiety attack coming on, so I just stopped everything and had a lie down (I’m not sure where the anxiety has popped up from, possibly the pressure I’m putting on myself to finish the nursery)

My most recent midwife appointment revealed that my baby is sitting horizontally- or lying across ways- because of course she is and that might be why my belly feels a bit tender. I’ve also got the worst backache on my right side, sore hips and a waddle walk because it’s the only thing that makes walking feel comfortable. I know, I know, cute.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_single_image image=”19219″ img_size=”1000×1500″ alignment=”center”][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_single_image image=”19221″ img_size=”1000×1500″ alignment=”center”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_text_separator title=”NOT SO COOL PREGNANCY QUIRKS” color=”custom” border_width=”2″ accent_color=”#fb9084″][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]


Hands up if you remember Mrs Fratelli in the Goonies? Because, hello, that is also me. I am a huffing, puffing, (grumpy) scary old woman. My bump, even bigger now than even two weeks ago is making me a walking, talking, heavy breathing little lump. It doesn’t take much to make me huff and puff and blow this house down. Even bending down to pick something up (say, a 13 pound cat for instance) will have me huffling.


Okay woes is being dramatic. But in my head, I really really want it finished before April so I can enjoy my last few weeks without a to do list. I keep reminding myself that we’ve got a bedside crib, we’ve got a car seat and we’ve got a baby carrier, so we’re doing alright. But going against my own nesting instincts is driving me potty. We’ve still got a list of items to buy and some reorganising and painting and oyyyyy here come the eye twitches.


The worst symptom after morning sickness. I can deal with discomfort and pain but the mysterious phantom smells that only my nose can smell drives me up the wall. In my first trimester, I couldn’t stand the smell of our flat and banished all my scented candles to my sister’s house. Our living room had a weird plant smell, the kitchen reeked of onions and garlic and all I could smell in the bedroom was my wardrobe. And then one morning, just like that- it stopped. Like morning sickness, the fog of it lifted overnight. BUT NOW IT IS BACK. The onion and garlic smell is the strongest; and no matter how many times I ask Robin if it smells, he says no. Phantom pregnancy smells- the worst.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_separator color=”custom” border_width=”2″ accent_color=”#ff8d6b”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]HOWEVER, despite all the weird aches and pains, the phantom smells and aversions…I can’t wait to meet our baby. My sister in law just had her baby this week, and it’s stirred up all feelings of excitement about getting to meet ours soon too. It’s been lovely watching Robin getting excited for the first baby in his family. Even though I tell myself, I can’t possibly get any more uncomfortable, I know it’s going to be worth it come D day. And maybe that’s the biggest quirk? You go through a roller coaster ride watching your body shape shift and experience the not always so fun consequences of it- but the contagious excitement of impending motherhood, and babyhood, and of the milestones to come- you forget what you went through to get there.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]

Author: Angela Shek

just a clueless mama in East London

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