I didn't really 'pop' like I thought I would. I was waiting and waiting, but it was so gradual. I so wanted to look pregnant. Then I started growing out of all my clothes :(
The time came to go and find out the sex of the baby, which there was no question about doing. We knew at heart that it was a boy and it was good to know for sure so we could start getting all the things we needed for him. We didn't choose a name or even have one in mind until the first week after birth. Here's a photo of him at 19 weeks.
Nothing really exciting or out of the ordinary happened during the pregnancy. The weeks couldn't go by quick enough, all I wanted was to meet my little man. He was basically all I could think about. I read and watched everything under the sun about pregnancy, labour and birth. And I grew, and grew, and grew.
I really enjoyed the whole time, apart from being so tired and drained. It was really special and exciting. The last 10 weeks, despite what everyone says, flew by for me. I don't know where that time went. This is the week before I was due.

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