We had a couple of days away in Blakeney, Norfolk, before we become a three. The hotel was lovely and we got lots of fresh sea air exploring Cromer, then Holt and even fitting in a castle and a geocache. I’m really feeling the 33 weeks now though, tearful for the first time too, over everything.
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Look at this beauty! A changing bag from my favourite handbag designer Orla Kiely. I saw it in John Lewis a couple of weeks ago and promised myself I would treat myself to it. But now the time has come to buy the last few bits and pieces I just can’t bring myself to pay the hefty price tag. Yesterday I googled changing bags and read some reviews. It seems a bucket may be more useful than a beautifully crafted bag with inner pockets, mobile pocket and key chain. Today I also realised something I had been trying to ignore.…
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Things that have happened over the last few days: I watched One Born Every Minute and dreamt I was in labour all night I had an eye test which I booked last week (who knew that during pregnancy your eyes could change so actually there was no point) The optician called me heavily pregnant which I wasn’t happy to hear (in my mind my bump is neat) At work the chair assessor came to see me to give me a new chair (even though I only have 10 days left at work and contacted him before Christmas) Apparently you shouldn’t wear…