inky
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I've decided - thinking too much is definitely bad for the old brain - I've spent the whole 9 months all floaty-like thinking about what a nice birth it will be and how I'll cope with the pain, and how pain is part of the process and what makes it so all the more rewarding and so on, but over the last few weeks, my bump has got massive, and last night I spent a good 10 minutes looking at it in the mirror, and came to the conclusion that I've got absolutely NO IDEA how it's going to fit through such a relatively small hole.
Cue major freak-out!!! I think I've been blissfully ignorant for the so long that I'd kind of brushed it to one side, but how the hell is it going to fit down there?!!!
It didn't help that the receptionist at the doctors yesterday said 'Ooh I was massive too' (roundabout way of telling me I look like a whale, thanks!) and then went on to say '10lb 9 he was!' Aaaaghhh!!!
Cue major freak-out!!! I think I've been blissfully ignorant for the so long that I'd kind of brushed it to one side, but how the hell is it going to fit down there?!!!
It didn't help that the receptionist at the doctors yesterday said 'Ooh I was massive too' (roundabout way of telling me I look like a whale, thanks!) and then went on to say '10lb 9 he was!' Aaaaghhh!!!