I have a new favourite thing i like to do. I call it the Happy Hippo. I run a nice warm bath, get in it and watch my stomach move around all by itself. As I wallow in soapy goodness, I watch little bumpkin do his alien impression. It's weird to see bits of yourself wander around involuntarily.
My bump has definitely taken on a life of its own. The other night I woke up to Ron giggling. He had his hands on my stomach and was saying "Oh that's sooo cute". He was getting thumped from the outside and obviously enjoying having future son-to-be doing his judo routine. Really strange that something that you are cooking in your own tummy oven is awake when you are asleep and going about his daily routine.
In the meantime I have been having these crazy mood swings. Hormones are tricky sometimes to deal with. First happy, then sad, over it, up for it, really tired, exhausted beyond belief, whatever it may be. I am only 9 weeks away from my due date now, and don't feel quite like myself. The heartburn has returned with a vengeance and I haven't slept properly in I don't know how long. It can't help.
Well, I am looking forward to going back to the UK to see all of my lovely girlfriends and settle down in the country side for a bit. I'm not very good at dealing with the general coarseness of the population here in the Netherlands and looking forward to seeing the people I love and relate to once again. It feels like it has been way way too long.