Growing Summer

So Summer was thought about many many times before she was an actual growing baby in my belly. After years of planning and getting financially and emotionally ready to have a baby, we began 'trying'. Lowe (lol) and behold, it happened almost instantly! Now where's the fun in that... thus began my icky and unpleasant journey of pregnancy.

My first official day of pregnancy was shared with Kate. We met at the doctors office and both lied to each other about our reasons for being there. After an awkward bumping into each other at the loo with our jars, we found out we were pregnant from our respective doctors. Meeting again afterwards, we had a cuppa and DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING. Luckily, our darling husbands were the first to hear the news. A few weeks later we both spilled and thankfully had each other to talk to for the next 9 months.

Teaching while pregnant wasn't a huge amount of fun, especially when the morning sickness kicked in. Urgh... imagine food poisoning every day, all day and all night. And if you are lucky enough to vomit, it eases for a good hour. Favourite foods - Pizza Capers spaghetti bolognaise, vegemite sandwishes, vegemite crackers, vegemite on toast... you get the picture. Least favourite foods - 2-minute noodles, pink milk. <<Shudders>> My secret was out the morning I HAD TO eat 2 bacon and egg muffins while saying good morning to the children with my teaching partner Mark. Being a dad himself, he was onto my not-so-subtle signs and even covered for me when I needed a little lie down behind my desk... Trying to teach over my 'kill me now' groans was a challenge.

So two terms were tackled and the kids in my class were very excited, and even forgave me for eating all day while they were learning and doing tests. We had lots of fun teaching the baby multiplication and spelling.

As the pregnancy progressed, I have to say it didn't get much better. The horror of nausea ended and brought on the horror of PSD. Basically, I couldnt do anything, involving using only one leg, without pain. So walking, going up stairs, getting in and out of cars, driving, putting on underpants, shoes, socks, etc... The end of the journey was a very quiet and still one with lots of couch sitting and DVD watching. Helping me to gain those fabulous kgs I'm sure.

But the highlights are still very vivid. Having a wonderful belly, a real, touchable and often animated piece of evidence, was wonderful and reminded me the point of it all. She was a very active bub and liked to kick and roll and hiccup often. So special, and it never got boring.

So, as horrible as it was, I would do it again, cause as everyone says 'it was worth it'. And I havent figured out how to just buy one that looks like us yet...