Proud Uncles to Be

Two wonderful men about to be Uncles to the coolest kid in the world

No-Name hits his sixth month

Yep, officially six months pregnant. 28 Weeks. 3rd Trimester.

Fantastic I say. The heartburn has disappeared much to my utter amazement and joy - my appetite has increased and the stomach has grown, and grown, and grown. I look positively huge now. How I imagine I should look closer to the 7th or 8th month ... but according to friends and internet research, it seems I've been slightly underestimating exactly how large, large will be over the remaining 12 weeks.

And I don't like the look of it at all. I'll definately need to start using the Coco Butter more frequently than the thrice only attempts since falling pregnant. Congratulating myself on the soft, supple skin, not a sign of a stretch mark (touch wood). Little did I know I am set to double in size again between now and September. One scary encounter with the unknown last Thursday when I had two episodes - about 5 minutes apart and lasting for about 3 minutes each where I felt like my lungs were being choked - could not breath easily and felt my rib cage was being squeezed down from the inside. After some serious google searching (I LOVE the internet) we worked out it was probably a head or a foot or a hand pressing on my lungs and ribcage. Excellent experience. One I can't wait to repeat.