Happy New Year from The Crimps

New Years Eve 2010 is brought to you by:

Chocolates and Indian takeaway are good cold remedies huh? *

 

Hope you all have wonderful New Year’s eve’s and even better 2011.

Thanks for reading this year, I really appreciate it, hope to see you around next year 🙂

 

*Please note the Diclofenac is not mine and for @bearhugpete

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2010 – a year to remember?

2010 has been a bitter-sweet year.

We’ve moved house

We almost lost a Father

We watched a Sister get married

We watched a marriage fall apart

We found out about our Cub

We saw a friends baby future fall apart

It feels for every good thing to happen in our year, we had to have something go bad, or go wrong.

Everyone has high expectations for the year ahead. When that clock chimes at Midnight, people’s perception change.

So, when that doesn’t happen we become hateful towards that year.

‘Next year has got to be better than 20xx’ is a phrase often uttered.

2010 will always be the year we found out we were going to be parents. Against all odds, we are going to be parents.

That is something to remember this year for.

23 Weeks

Sunday (Boxing Day) marked me being 23 weeks in my pregnancy.

I have had a definite growth spurt in the last couple of weeks and with the growth spurt, there has been more and more movement from Cub.

So much so, that on Boxing Day, Cub kicked so hard that EVERYONE saw.

Attention seeker already. Just like their Mama.

Pete has also had the pleasure of feeling a little kick, as well as a nudge to the back when I was spooning him the other day.

Footballer in the making…maybe.

Christmas has allowed me to be naughty with my eating and Cub likes all sweet things (I am a savoury person by nature, so this is weird for me) but We have tried to be healthy (as you can be) this Christmas. I cooked Christmas dinner for 8 and it went without a hitch and without it being saturated in fat.

Win-win.

But the dreaded Gestational Diabetes test is looming on the 10th Jan, and I know that all I am eating now is not going to make much difference to the outcome, I am still being cautious.

I say this as I am eating another chocolate from the M&S box I got as a gift.

But, If I do have *whispers* diabetes, we will deal with it.

Now, for the picture you are all wanting to see, Mama Crimp at 23 weeks:

Oh my word, look at the chubby arm. My Mum says my Nan had chubby arms so I have her to thank for that.

And I block out an entire Christmas tree.

Told you I had a growth spurt.

And I still beat you all in the booty stakes.

What did you get for Christmas?

This is the last year we will properly have gifts to get each other, as next year it will be all about the Cub.

And that’s OK. In fact it will be a pleasure. Buying gifts for Pete is nigh on impossible and always a hassle. In fact, it is such a hassle I decided to do something a little different this year.

Myself and Pete set ourselves a limit of £20 to spend on each other (otherwise it gets out of control) and I managed to spend £16. I had £4 to spend and do you think I could get anything I thought he would like for £4? Could I heck.

So I did this:

*Warning – if you are of a hormonal disposition, please have tissues to hand*

I hope you all had a great Christmas.

This time next year…

My dear Cub,

I’ve not written to you in a little while.

But I’ve not needed to; we have our little chats everyday.

I tell you about my day, what we will be doing and how much I love you.

You are moving quite a bit now. What started out as little flutters, are getting to be harder kicks and prods.

Soon it wont just be me who gets to experiences this. Daddy thought he felt you the other day and in a couple of weeks I am sure he will feel your little foot trying to get out.

I’m sad that it wont just be me getting to feel you move. This is a great comfort to me. It makes me realise that you are real and you are growing all the time. I like to think you are doing this to get my attention. Pulling on the umbilical cord to let me know you are hungry.

But, I am pleased that soon we can share your movements with others, because it is truly magical, and something that we shouldn’t hide from others.

Your bump is quite the hand magnet. We are big enough to prove that I am pregnant with you now and not in the awkward fat phase. We always get a seat on the tube.

All the love your bump gets, shows me how much you will be loved when you finally arrive. You will be spoilt so much with gifts but more importantly you will be spoilt with love.

You are 22 weeks now. You will be 23 weeks on Boxing Day, your unofficial first Christmas.

Me and Daddy already have big plans for next year. We are not wishing your life away Cub, we just can’t wait to have a whole year of ‘first’s’ with you.

I got a Christmas Card from you via Daddy. It made me cry. But happy tears, because I still can’t believe you are going to be here soon.

Christmas was my buffer zone for our pregnancy, I knew that once Christmas was over and New Year was here, it would only be a few weeks before you got here.

Its Christmas Eve, Eve…the buffer is ebbing away.

Soon, it will be 2011; Your year.

This time next year…you’ll be here.

Keep growing strong, my Cub

Love,

Mama xo

20 Weeks

Yesterday marked the 20 week milestone in my pregnancy.

20 WEEKS.

Wowzers.

That is half way through, dude!

We have our 20 weeks anomaly scan tomorrow, hoping all is OK. Scan pictures to be posted later tomorrow.

Now for the picture you all want to see (I know you are all comparing your ass size to mine, well I win. EVERY.TIME.)

*Pregnant hippo alert*

Any other pregnant ladies out there have that feeling before your scan, where you’re wondering if  there is a baby still in there, or if it is all in your head? No? Just me then….