Time is going so fast that here I am 30 weeks pregnant and I only just realised that I’m getting pretty big! (I said big, not fat!).

Every now and then I notice that even doing a simple movement requires much more effort but, as people keep saying “oh you lucky you look good, you didn’t put much weight” I tend to believe them so I don’t worry too much.

And when I feel bigger, I always blame that stupid mirror that we have at the entrance which indeed makes everyone look twice as large as they really are. Or I blame our scale which shows on and off random numbers therefore I am never sure what my real weigh is.

But the signs are there and now I know I AM getting heavily pregnant because:

1. when getting out of my car, I often get stuck in between the car door and the car parked next to mine (usually I look around hoping that nobody is watching,  jump back in the car and drive away!)
2. when I bake a cake half of the flour lands on my bump
3. when attempting to kiss my husband, my bump reaches him before my lips do
4. I feel I cannot fit anylonger behind the steering wheel of my car
5. at the office I keep changing chairs to find a comfortable position
6. I ask my 3 years old daughter to help me taking  my boots off
7. my bump has become my table as it’s easier to eat having my plate on it rather than on my desk
8. getting off the bed is like watching a sea lion reaching for the sea
9. standing up from the sofa takes more strenght than running  a 5k marathon
10. when lying down in the bath, I realise that I will never be able to pull myself up again
11. when my colleague makes me laugh, I think my baby is going to pop out any second
12. turning from one side to the other in bed involves a full 5 minutes manouvre
13. my colleague looks at me and rubbing his tummy says “ho ho hoooo”
14. when I see my reflection in the office glass door, I realise I walk like a penguin
15. when I drop something on the floor, I just leave it there
16. when I want to wash my hands I cannot reach the water
17. often while turning around, I knock my daughter’s head with my bump and I almost make her fall
18. while cooking I am often in danger of burning my bump

And counting…