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Hey hey friends! I’m finally in my third trimester and it truly feels as though I’m on the home strait. Except….I still have a potential three months to go. WHY IS THIS TAKING SO LONG?!

Seriously, I feel like the second trimester has absolutely dragged. And that is the total opposite of what everyone told me would happen; “Your pregnancy will fly by because you have a toddler to look after.”

WRONG. I should’ve guessed this though because everyone said the first pregnancy would be slow, and it whizzed by in a haze of smugness (I LOVED pregnancy the first time around. Loved it hard.)

So here goes, this is my diary of the second trimester for your reading pleasures.

13 – 17 WEEKS

After a tricky first trimester I expected to feel that energetic boost come week twelve along with a disappearance of the dreaded morning sickness.

But somehow, I feel more tired than I’ve ever felt in my life and I STILL feel sick. What the actual.

I struggled through my very, very slow runs and my bump started to get heavy and uncomfortable but mostly, I just felt too tired to do any exercise at all. But of a spiral into feeling crap!

That coupled with anxiety and a real low patch left me struggling through the first chunk of my second trimester.

Although HELLO I took a little mini break to Lisbon with hubs so that was nice.

18 – 22 WEEKS

This chunk of my second trimester was marked by sleeplessness. With a toddler who slept ‘well’ from about ten months I honestly have never had to deal with the sleepless nights some have to for years. Well, I’m paying for that now aren’t I? !

Along with the dreaded restless leg syndrome I have also been struck with some fun occasional insomnia which is SUCH a treat. And I find that extreme exhaustion coupled with looking after a toddler is just THE BEST. Agreed?

Okay enough moaning. Good things about being pregnant…. my hair, skin and nails are DREAMY this time around. Who knew? That’s a treat and a half. Especially as I wash my hair about once a year and manage to file my nails less than that 😉

I’ve also started thinking about the birth. Not a lot, because AGES to go but a little. My last birth was a planned home birth ending in an emergency c-section so I’m a bit mixed about it all. The NHS are very pro vbac (vaginal birth after caesarian) but that comes with some risks and the potential of a lot more medicalisation (unless i go against protocol) 

Anyway, as I write this I have a plan. But I’m not super keen to discuss it here just yet so let’s just say I’ve done a HEAP of research and feel a whole heap more prepared than last time on every count.

23-28 WEEKS

So as it goes, along with the news I am magnesium deficient, don’t have enough protein in my diet and a few other things (hello B12!) I am anaemic! Yay. So iron tablets are being dutifully knocked back and even my decaf coffee has been ditched. 

But excitingly, I’ve started to feel better! Yay! I can’t tell you how dreamy it is to get a good night’s sleep when you’ve had weeks of exhaustion. And my energy levels are up too so I’ve clawed back my yoga practice, adding in some workouts and dynamic sessions to add to the daily restorative stuff.

Lastly, I’ve started hypnobirthing! The lovely YesMum gifted me her online course which led me down a rabbit hole of teachers here in Brighton. I found Laura and so far she has basically changed my life. Well, my pregnancy anyway….

I regret not doing hypnobirthing SO much last time around so I’m throwing myself into it now and I have to say I am a TOTAL convert. I had an idea it was just breath work, which I already do through yoga so I dismissed it based on my own half-arsed pre conceptions. But it’s not at all! I finally understand what happened with my last birth, why it went ‘wrong’ and have put things in place to help me if the same thing repeats itself. That’s not to say I think hypnobirthing alone guarantees you to have a perfect birth (sidenote: what the fudge is a perfect birth anyway) but I already know I have tools to cope with the inevitable changes and fun surprises that tend to crop up throughout labour.

Lastly, I start my pregnancy yoga teacher training this month! This is something I’ve wanted to do FOREVER and had planned to do earlier this year but….yeah, surprise baby got in the way and plans had to change. But it all worked out for the best as I’ve had six months to think about what type of yoga teacher I want to be (one who doesn’t namaste or chant…..) and helping women during pregnancy in an accessible way is far more appealing to me than teaching £15 a class iyengar yoga to yuppies. (yuppies like me, admittedly…)

Watch this space for the next chapter of The Pregnancy Diaries or catch up with #bumpwatch on Instagram.

L x