I think there is a defining moment during pregnancy when you realise, “yes, this is it; I’m actually going to have a baby”.

It came for me this week. I woke up in the middle of the night with what seemed like a leg poking right out of me.

I remember when this happened during my first pregnancy and all I could think about was that scene in the Alien film.
Anyway, I guess it can also hit you when an expectant mother realises the third trimester is touching distance away.

There is so much to prepare and I’ve got a long list of things that need doing before our new arrival is born.

I may be heading towards the final furlong, but it’s still full steam ahead.

My husband Michael is always telling me to take things easy and rest, but he is clearly unaware of what needs to get done.

The other defining moment is when your normal clothes no longer fit. I’ve packed up some of my regular sized clothes and brought out the items I wore for my last pregnancy.

It brought back lots of memories but, if I’m completely honest, I do feel frumpy and round and some days I can’t even be bothered to brush my hair.

I shouldn’t complain, but I’ve never liked losing control of my body and during pregnancy.

It just does its own thing which can be really frustrating. I think I’ve asked Michael about three times this week if he still loves me.

Pull yourself together girl! It’s also not helping seeing my husband shrink before my eyes.

Since January he’s been on a health kick – no fizzy drinks or snacking and regular visits to the gym. He’s been shedding the pounds and I’ve been gaining them.

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