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.