Today I am 19 weeks and 6 days pregnant, and behind schedule with this post again.  The photos were taken last Saturday before a garden party.  I was quite pleased to be able to fit into my size 10 East dress (last year’s eBay bargain) at 19 weeks pregnant – I wasn’t sure that I was going to get much wear out of it this summer.

Baby is: the size of a mango.  All the senses are developing now, and baby recognises my voice.

I am: feeling a bit rubbish.  It’s been a bad week, apart from the high spot of fitting into the dress.  Oh and I managed to make a rather good coffee cake for Paul’s birthday yesterday.  Other than that, I think I will draw a veil over it and hope that next week will be better.