Firstly, let me clarify that I am so incredibly grateful to be pregnant and feel so, so lucky. Secondly, this pregnancy is kicking my ass! I’ve combined the last couple of weeks seeing as there was nothing new to report and I’m still feeling pretty pants to be honest. My stomach and pelvis pains are still constant and the only time they go is whilst I’m in the bath, so naturally I’ve morphed into a mermaid these past few weeks. I’m trying to find a balance between walking and sitting still as both make the aches worse, although walking gives me some crazy tightenings in my stomach and it goes incredibly hard.
Whilst I was pregnant with Daisy, I can say hand on heart that I felt like a superhero during the second trimester. I had so much energy and no pregnancy symptoms, aside from a growing bump and kicking babe. This time is a whole different ball game! Oh, and my evening nausea has returned…awesome! Its been a pretty hectic and emotional couple of weeks too. With family members being unwell, the chaos of the snow and Storm Emma, my parents delayed at the airport coming home from holidays and generally feeling rubbish myself has seen me shed a years worth of tears. My lovely Nana Mary also passed away earlier this week and although it was a blessing in the end, it’s still so sad. Here’s hoping the next few weeks get better.
On a happier note though, because my placenta is at the back, I’m feeling so much of this little babe move around. Taking just five minutes each day to watch my bump or feel those movements puts everything into perspective, and reminds me that this won’t last forever and we’ll have another little one in our arms soon.
Growing up in Wales, I used to have Welsh cakes on a regular basis. Both my grandmothers would cook them without a recipe, just knowing exactly how much of what went into the mixing bowl. I spent a lot of time with my Nana Mary as a child, while my parents were working. She’s always been your stereotypical nan; knitted you a scarf every winter, managed to make huge family meals in a teeny tiny kitchen and gave the best cwtches (hugs) around.Sadly, my nan developed dementia a few years ago which progressed quickly following a number of falls; shes been in hospital now for over three years. She barely speaks, doesn’t recognise any of us and is a shadow of her former self. It really is such a cruel illness.A few years ago, before she became unwell but started slowing down and cooking less, my nan gave me her bakestone. This was the very bakestone she had made every Welsh cake on and my father even remembers it from his own childhood.I’ll admit, it sat in a kitchen cupboard for a long time, embarrassingly forgotten about. I pulled it out a few months back and made some Welsh cakes with Daisy. It brought back so many memories of helping my nan make them when I was a child and I hope Daisy enjoys it just as much in years to come. A lot of love is ingrained in that bakestone and it now sits on our countertop, ready to be used whenever the moment strikes.If you fancy giving Welsh cakes a go (and you’re not a Welsh grandmother who could make them with your eyes closed) here’s the recipe.
- 225g plain flour
- 85g caster sugar
- 1/4 teaspoon mixed spice
- 1/2 teaspoon baking powder
- 100g butter
- 40g sultanas
- 1 beaten egg
- splash of milk
- Measure out and combine flour, sugar, mixed spice and baking powder.
- Add the butter and using your hands, mix until it resembles damp sand.
- Add sultanas and egg, mixing until you have a dough (add a splash of milk if too dry).
- Roll dough out on a floured surface until about 1cm thick and cut out with a fluted cutter.
- Heat your bakestone or frying pan with a little butter and brown your Welsh cakes on both sides (around 3 mins per side on medium heat).
- Try not to burn your mouth after not being able to resist a bite!
These can be served warm or cold and will keep in an airtight container for a few days (not that they ever last that long!).
Scan week! I’ve been so excited to see our little one’s profile again and our 20 week scan didn’t disappoint. Initially we weren’t going to take Daisy with us, given how much the sonographer needs to concentrate, but once she heard we were going to see ‘the baby on the screen’ there was no way we were leaving without her.Our sonographer was really lovely and actually did our 20 week scan with Daisy too. She just about managed to check everything needed, no thanks to an extremely wriggly baby! We didn’t find out what we are having either, so it’s definitely team yellow now!
We were told my placenta is at the back, which explains why I’m feeling so much more this time. Flutters have turned into some regular ‘kicks’, that are getting easier for Jon to feel and judging by how much movement we could see on the scan, no wonder I’m feeling lots of it already!My stomach and pelvic pains are pretty bad this week, so sleep is a much sought after luxury at the moment, which is just a little out of reach. I’m having lots of Epsom salt baths, using my pregnancy pillow every night and am struggling through some yoga, but nothing is really helping. It comes with the territory of growing a little person though, and it will all be worth it when we get to meet him or her.Jon and I are going away for a weekend to Krakow shortly and there’ll be plenty of walking around, so I’d love to hear any remedies that worked for your aches and pains during pregnancy. Failing that, we’ll have to rent a wheelchair from somewhere and I’ll put Jon to work!
I’m a sucker for a celebration. If I can hang bunting and blow up balloons, I’m there. I also think it’s great to get your little ones involved with some themed activities, however big or small. We did a few things over the last few days that we would do anytime of year, but with a little valentine’s spin.
I bought a few new craft bits so we could make some valentine’s cards, which Daisy really enjoyed. Based on experience, a word of warning; do not go for a quick pee whilst your 3 year old has a pot of multi-coloured sequins to hand! I returned to the kitchen to find her not placing them on the card so gently as she had been, but showering herself in them instead, holding her very own mini confetti party. I’ll leave you to laugh at how long it took me to get those out of her hair!When Daisy was finally sequin free and looking less like she’d a night on the tiles, we decided to make some brownies. After several baking attempts in the past, I have no shame in saying that until Daisy appreciates ingredients need to be weighed and measured correctly, we will be using a ready bought cake mix. Just add an egg, water and butter you say? All hail Betty Crocker! Finally, we had a little valentines themed breakfast on the weekend. If you’ve followed me for a few months, you’ll know that I’m a huge fan of weekend family breakfasts; you can read a little more about what we do here. As always, it was nothing complicated and just thrown together in the morning. We all sat around the table, ate warm pain au chocolat and berries and laughed at Daisy dancing to Leon Bridges. It just goes to show, you don’t have to spend a fortune to celebrate and the impression it leaves lasts a long time. I’m sure Daisy will be asking to make brownies regularly and I’ll be finding sequins all over the house for weeks to come!
So we’re 19 weeks pregnant this week and there’s one energetic babe in there! I’ve been feeling flutters for a couple of weeks now, but the past few days have given some more definite ‘kicks’, along with one weird shaped bump for a few moments. I didn’t have anywhere near this much movement so early on with Daisy, so it’s a little weird I’ll admit.Daisy is finally getting better after a nasty viral cough/cold and is settling better at night now. Sadly, my mind hasn’t quite twigged yet and switching off at night is proving difficult. So from 8pm every evening, you’ll now find me curled up in bed, with a lavender candle burning, dim lights and a book in hand. I may even follow that with some mindfulness meditation too; so rock and roll! Whatever gets me to sleep guys!
Aside from the usual aches and pains, there’s nothing new to report apart from my boobs getting (if possible) bigger again! It’s a scary thought to think of the post partum baps! They’ve been pretty tender over the last few days, so hopefully they’ll chill out a before I’ve got cabbage leaves in my bra. I’d also like to take this opportunity to apologise to any male family members reading this. TMI? Haha!
I haven’t done much of my pregnancy yoga for the past week or so; with Daisy being unwell I just haven’t had chance, so I’ll be starting that back up too and we have our anomaly scan to look forward to this week as well. I’m a little nervous to make sure everything is going well for Baby Lewis, but mostly excited to see that cute little profile on the screen again.