Tomato Soup

Heinz tinned tomato soup has made a come back into my life.  Which, as I generally can't bear the thought of it, means I am definitely pregnant.

Towards the end of my last pregnancy I ate it almost every day for lunch, it was as close as I came to a craving.  Pip did try me on it post baby but it was an epic fail, so strange though it is, my pregnant self seems to require tinned tomato soup.

Baby 2 #2 is now about the size of a small mince pie and so far I have had less queasiness than last time, which is fabulous.  Other than having finger nails that have gone to ruin and having been seriously tired, I wouldn't really know that I am pregnant at the moment!

Little and large mince pies

Today we've been to see the midwife to register and go through current medical history and James birth, we already knew that we'd have to head to labour ward rather than a birth centre with the next baby but other than that all seems well blood test and other samples were taken and our scan appointment should come through soon.

I have also had my assessment from the Steps to Wellbeing team and while the practitioner acknowledged that it sounded like I had been fairly unwell with PND it seems now I score low enough on their scale not to require any treatment at the moment.  Hurrah! 
I found it very reassuring to know that I hadn't been myself as it gives me hope and reassurance that things will be different once bubs #2 is here.  And if I feel myself going down that path I am more aware of what isn't "just because I am a new mum" and can seek the right help and a sensible time.

In other news...

Christmas has been and gone and we are firmly into 2015.  We had a lovely time as Pip and I both had the whole 2 weeks off.  James decided to take his first steps on Christmas day.  Exceptional timing as it was in front of both Grannies (and Auntie Ali).  Since then his confidence has grown daily and while he still looks a little drunken he can now manage "walks" round the house almost unaided.

Auntie Ali and James after meeting Father Christmas

We took trips out and chilled out at home, Pip was a superstar and allowed me a lie-in most days to fend off the preggo tiredness, just as James adopted the new habit of stirring at half 5 and sleep-whining until we'd cave and give him some warm milk which 80% of the time saw him back off to sleep for a while. 

I have made a pact with myself to try a few more home bakes and makes this year.  I really enjoyed the spot of sewing I did for our advent calendar and has sights set on a dress to wear to Rob's wedding in September, loose fitting and lump and bump covering being the key parts of that design!

Our new advent calendar

I shall try and tie in the baking with baby sizes just to keep it entertaining for me as I work out what on earth to do with ?fruit/vegetable? there will probably be a few knits in there as well, who knows I might finish the blanket I started for James!

Orange and Cranberry Cake