I'm 26 weeks pregnant now, approaching the end of the second trimester (when does it end exactly? I forget). It doesn't seem right that it should be almost over already when it's less than 2 months since I really got rid of the nausea. But the third trimester is just waiting there in the wings, I can tell.
The truth is, I'm in no hurry now for this pregnancy to end. Hard to imagine my ever feeling that way in the first trimester, and I suspect as the weeks wear on I may change my tune. But at the moment I am really enjoying it. I'm enjoying having the baby all to myself, and I'm enjoying having time with Liam without the interruption of caring for a newborn. Earlier on I would occasionally get that sense of what a newborn was like - the good parts - and get all excited (this was towards the end of the first trimester when my depressive hormones started to lift). But now I feel more like the baby is already here, in a way - now that she moves all the time, and is a constant physical presence for me (even when she's not moving) - and so I'm not as excited by the newborn idea, and besides I'm trying (for once) not to be rushing ahead in my mind.
But, my body is pushing on - it and the baby. A few days ago I was relishing the second trimester and wishing it would last for longer. Then Monday and Tuesday my pubic symphasis problem really started to play up, and now I have some lower back ache as well (related, I'm sure - it's right in the sacro-illiac area). And I'm starting to get more tired again - I've been feeling pretty energised for the past few weeks.
Still, there are compensations - less than 8 weeks to go till maternity leave kicks in. Yippee!!!
