The bump is very well too. Juuust starting to ease out beyond the pubic bone.

Meanwhile I’ve now got 3kg of extra ‘fluid’ I’m carrying round (above my pre-pregnancy weight), and I’m wondering if lots of long walks might keep that all in check. Not that I’m worried about the bit of it that’s centered in the bosom area of course. The more the merrier!

Terry and I saw the baby on ultrasound a week ago. So exciting! And so much more real when you can see it in there moving around. All wrapped up, cosy and snug in its specially-designed little bed. Awwww. They gave me a dvd copy of the ultrasound, and I’ve watched it a couple of times since then. I don’t get to find out the gender till 20 weeks. I’m so impatient to know!!

Mum did the wedding-ring-on-a-hair trick, and that says very clearly mine’s a boy. What’s quite funny is that Sheree, my sister in law, is also pregnant. Due in December. So she was there when we were doing the ring thing. And for her it went round in circles. A girl! (She was 100% right)

Mum says she’s done that trick for about 20 women, and never had it be wrong. But I still can’t wait for the next ultrasound. Science before divination!

I’m drinking heaps of water and milk (I get sooo thirsty) and needing to go to the toilet much more often (woke up three times last night, needing to pee). I’m craving fish, and tomato-paste-flavoured stuff, and lemons, and egg sandwiches. The nausea’s completely gone now. Except for the occasional dry retch over the toothbrush.

So I’m very happy, generally. Feeling peaceful and purposeful and glad.