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Tiger Titanism

Well here we are, me and Mr. Brickland are due to get married in three weeks. My head should be full or love and romance. I should be excited about finally getting to walk down that aisle, relieved that the years of preparing me are going to pay off and rewarding myself from all that hard work in the gym by wearing my very special dress.

However, I’m not because some one has walked into my life and suddenly all I care about is that one person but I’m yet to be officially introduced.  I’ve fallen in love or at the very least I’m falling in love. Everyday I wonder how they are doing as I yawn for the fifteenth time, I wonder what they look like as I eat my fruit or my vegetables, I wonder if they are ok as my hand strays down to my stomach and rubs it. 

Is it a girl or a boy will it look like Adrian or me?

Have you guessed my secret yet? I’m 12 weeks pregnant and I don’t think I have ever been happier, when I first found out I said that I had won my own personal lottery, because for me having a baby with the man I love is all I have ever wanted, now someone will love me unconditionally and I will be able to pour my love into them.

I’ve been very lucky so far with no sickness and only a bit of tiredness, certainly I love my sleep at the moment and it is very hard to get out of bed. I have kept up with the gym but in the last two weeks I have slowed down. Hopefully A bit further along in my second trimester I will get the energy back, the books keep promising me I will. 

I’ve been eating well and trying very hard not to eat more than I need but for some reason my sweet tooth has gone into over drive and I am eating far too many sweets, trying to chew gum to avoid that and it does seem to be helping.

I quit drinking and smoking a week before I found out I was pregnant, it was a dry Christmas with no Disney movies watched, but I managed to keep the chocolate consumption down. I can’t wait till next Christmas and we have a little body rolling around the boxes upon boxes that I will shower upon them.

The only thing that is giving me real problems or that is upsetting me is my temper. It’s not all the time and it’s not always the same thing but when I blow…well it’s unpleasant.  Luckily it’s only been three of four out bursts and Adrian is taking them all  in his stride and ignoring them.

We are going for our first scan on the 8th of January by then we will be near the end of our 13th week and all my immediate family will be in the country it’s all very exciting. I will now probably only want to write about the little growing person inside of me we are calling them Emcha at the moment, Emma for a girl Charlie for a boy, but of course it will be a while before we know.

Libby & Emcha

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