Mummy's got to that "I feel and look very pregnant, and I've had enough. Shame there's over 3 more months of this" stage, so she's asked me to write an update.
I'm happily kicking away most days and nights, and recently discovered that kicking Mummy's ribcage provides me with endless amusement. I'm still enjoying my cheese and crackers, but a slightly old and bendy specimen put me off carrots for a while. Or maybe it's just that Mummy remembered that she doesn't really like raw carrots, and wonders how she managed to eat 5 in one day.
I heard Mummy say yesterday that she felt hot, big, tired and grouchy, and it seems like these may be sentiments that will last, especially if the hot and muggy weather continues. I'm happy in here, but apparently weather out there is a lot more changeable than in here.
Mummy wants to go take a nap now, so I'd better go. I'm sure I'll be back again soon especially if Mummy continues to be brain dead. (She blames me for keeping her awake at night, but all I want to do is play)