Approaching 18 weeks ... Photoshoot day

So I went into London for my first Pregnany & Birth Magazine photoshoot - which was good fun. Nice people. Wasn't sure if I was meant to make different faces or anything! That was funny! 

While at home I realised I can take bump pictures with the Mac and my mirror, so had some fun

. I am 17 weeks and 6 days in these, so almost 18 weeks. 

The bump is very not

iceable now, and people have been commenting on it. To be honest, people actually have no clue so it does not bother me! All I really care about is that my body keeps changing, which tells

 

me the baby is too. How much of my tummy is gas and how much is the baby - at 18 weeks .... who knows? 

I walked quite a bit going in for the photoshoot and found it remarkably effortless. I am getting more energy back. I had been pretty sad leading up to it, Douglas' absence (Iain's brother) and then sudden plans for him to visit (all in typical thoughtless style) was too much for me, on top of Iain's parents' visit - it's a lot to have going on at a time when I need all my energy and strength to deal with pregnancy and the baby. It was very nice to have somethi

ng for me - the photoshoot. As it turns out Douglas appears to care very little about the baby so far, and I know he is not obliged to care, or even pretend to care, of course, and with the move to Bahrain and everything Iain's parents obviously have plenty to do, and everyone does not respond to impending Grandparenthood the way my parents do .... and Iain's Mum in particular is tentatively getting involved in her own way, which is nice.... It's not that I really expect the world to actually revolve around me, and my baby - nor do I expect to be able to scrip people's responses to my happy news. I have Iain, the baby, my ever improving health, my studies and plenty of great things going on, some good friends to share things with, I'm not that greedy, I know how good things are. Still, just because I wanted this pregnancy so much, for so long, and worked so hard to get this far, that does not mean I don't have difficult things to deal with. I do love being pregnant, I love every day of it. I don't love the sadness that creeps in sometimes from other places, other lives. Gets me down. 

Here's me made up and on my way home in the evening! It's a cameraphone picture, sorry! We'll have to wait till the magazine prints the article to see the pictures in t

he outfits they chose for me! 

It was my first experience in maternity clothes and OMG they are so comfy!! I desperately want pregnancy jeans now!