24 weeks...

It's weird, I've suddenly noticed how different my pregnancy has become, now I've hit viability. Dylan is much, much more active now and I get a much wider range of movement from him than the pokes and stomps of a few weeks ago. I feel properly bumpy for the first time too, in a there's-no-way-I-can-be-mistaken-for-a-fat-person,-no-mattter-what-I-wear kind of way. For the first time I'm genuinely enjoying this. I'm getting used to the weird uncontrolled movements in my belly and, instead of finding the kicks and pokes annoying, I'm growing to love them (mainly cos they are a lot less painful now!) I feel like a 'proper' pregnant person now, all nice and round, but without being too huge and too uncomfortable. Lets hope this feeling last for a bit!

On an unrelated note, Al's finally sold his motorbike, so he's off on a celebratory walk to the shop to buy beer and already talking about who he's going to call to buy his commuter scooter. Ah the joys of dating a bike bore, it never ends! Good job I love 'im eh?