So last week was my birthday, and my last day at work, which I should probably write about because they were both lovely, if I restrict this blog to whining only I will have to rename it N8girlMOANS.com. First a shout out to The Haberdashery, which is where John bought my birthday cake.  He [...]

After Sunday (which we were able to joke about because of Dr Beautiful, but actually was a bit nerve-wracking), I had a think about how I wanted the remainder of this pregnancy to go.  There seem to be many schools of thought that say the least amount of stress you have, the less stressed your [...]

Well that was a much more eventful Sunday than either of us thought it would be. At about three o’clock we were walking along the high street and decided to get some bits for the week from Waitrose.  We always disagree over which supermarket to go to, John likes Waitrose because it is a Terribly [...]

My arse is so huge now it deserves its own flag and currency.  On days when it seems like 9 months is just the longest effing period of time I have ever lived through, here’s what I fantasise about:  Not winning the lottery, not apartments on the thames with wrap around terraces and 7 figure [...]

I haven’t had any sleep for days.  I literally cannot properly finish a sentence.  I made it into work today but I have no idea why I bothered because I genuinely believe it’s possible that everyone in the office is imaginary. I go to bed, all propped up with pillows, having been to a very [...]

Do you put photographs of your baby on the internet? Would you put photographs of your baby on the internet? I LOVE looking at other people’s babies, on facebook, on instagram, on their blogs.  It’s a wonderful way of keeping up to date with all the changes they go through, especially when you live a [...]

If I give birth in the pool, do you think I should wear a bikini top or not? I can’t see you being happy to be totally naked, but it’s fine if you are so it’s your choice That’s what I was thinking, just letting it all hang out, boobs akimbo, it’s really not me… [...]

Carpal Tunnel.  What the hell?  What kind of pregnancy side effect is CARPAL BLOODY TUNNEL?!  I wake up in the middle of the night with cramped claw hands, I can’t bend my fingers properly until 11am.  I was told to try and sleep with my hands down by my sides rather than on the pillow, [...]

And so, because I don’t want a bag with a cupcake on it, and I can’t bring myself to spend £185 on the one I really want, I continue to search for a changing bag.  There are flowery ones, and shiny ones, stripey ones and leather ones.  There are bags designed to scream “I HAVE [...]

We have a nightly ritual, should John get home while I am still awake (and because of a certain giant chocolate thumb that hasn’t happened much recently), he reads to the baby (ie; to my tummy), and rubs Mama Bee Body Oil onto me.  The reading definitely gets the baby moving about and STEPPING ON [...]