Category: Letters to Squidgy
Pregnancy Week 37 – Letter To Squidgy
| February 4, 2012 | Posted by Luschka under Letters to Squidgy, On Mama's Mind |
Dear Squidgy I haven’t written to you in weeks. I can’t believe how quickly the last couple of months have gone. Just a few days ago it was Christmas – and suddenly here we are in February and I’m counting down the days. It’s crazy. You’ll be here within the month, and there still seems… more
Pregnancy Week 25 – Some Things You Didn’t Know
| November 12, 2011 | Posted by Luschka under Letters to Squidgy, On Mama's Mind |
Dear Baby, I have a confession to make. I haven’t written much lately, not because I’ve not had anything to say to you, but because I’ve been so unfocused. My days have been filled with housework, paid work, Ameli, personal things, things and more things going on, occupying my mind, fighting for my attention and… more
Pregnancy Week 21 – Kicks And Cuddles
| October 16, 2011 | Posted by Luschka under Letters to Squidgy, On Mama's Mind |
Dear Squidgy Can you believe we’re 21 weeks into this thing already? I look fat, not pregnant. Thanks for that. I have to unbutton the top of my jeans, but so far that’s about it. No maternity clothes – for which I’m grateful. I’m dreading forking out for winter maternity clothing I’m going to use… more
I’ve decided I’m tired of confusing myself by having two dates to check progress against and that I’m actually at 14 weeks, as per the EDD given by the midwife. That’ll probably change once I have a scan, and I know I won’t fuss about going over until I actually reach 42 weeks, because I don’t know, but for now we’ll go with that little spindle the midwife uses, and assume we’re at 14 weeks.
This week has been a busy one. We’ve travelled a lot, we’ve revisited places Mommy lived when I was growing up, and your sister decided she no longer naps during the day, which has been thoroughly exhausting for me, and I truly hope is just a phase.
I’ve struggled with nausea as bad as ever, and almost threw up in a shop today but fortunately I didn’t. That’s a flood gate I’m terrified of opening. I only have one tablet a day left until we go back to the UK, so I’m just hoping everything goes smoothly and the sickness starts abating. What I do know is with how sick I feel when the meds wear off, I’m so grateful I’m on them. I don’t know if I’d have made it through this time. It feels aggressive, and it’s always knocking on the door like waves relentlessly bashing against rocks, eased only when the tide is out – in other words when I’ve just taken the pill.
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