So here we are at 38 weeks! Full term, so they say. That came around in what seems like the blink of an eye.
It’s been a completely different pregnancy from the first time around – both in terms of how my body has handled it and my entire surroundings. Living out of a suitcase with a toddler in tow while lugging around a pregnant belly has been a little cumbersome, to say the least. Yet by choosing to do it this way has meant that I’ve been able to surround myself with family, to be here for the birth of my little nephew and just soak in the peace that is Perth.
I’ve been feeling the need for a quiet space as this pregnancy draws to an end. I’ve had to make myself say no to a few social engagements, that have been non-stop since touching down. That’s a hard thing for me to do, to say no, but the pull to just cocoon myself a bit and just focus inward has been strong. The opposite of nesting, perhaps? I am still waiting for that instinct to kick in!
I’m feeling a slight sense of accomplishment with the fact that I have, in the meantime, actually managed to post the final three entries for my 
