Disregard my last entry, everything went extremely smooth and Lev didn’t go crazy at me, not even once.
On the contrary, he helped out a lot, cleaned up his desk and had finished everything when I was away the day after on a family gathering.
My man, he’s a keeper!
Today I finally was able to cross off the most important purchase, in my opinion, for BabyFarksMcGeezAxs as we finally ordered and paid for the stroller.
The stroller I’ve been wanting (Lev = not as picky as me, or interested) has been sold out everywhere and I was starting to think that we would have to go with the backup option, but luckily I found out that a store in town was getting some in about a week or two and that there was a few of those that wasn’t booked.
So, I did end up with a Brio Smile, in black, just like I wanted 
With ten weeks until due date we’re doing good, purchases left is just small things and if we did end up forgetting something there is a shopping mall, grocery store and pharmacy a short 5 min walk from home to get whatever is missing.
What a relaxing feeling, soon we’re ready for our son to arrive
So, this thing called nesting hit me… I wonder how long it will be before I turn my man crazy, haha. You see, I get bossy and I want things done my way and at this moment, this does not combine with an anarchstic hippie. And it doesn’t help either that I decided to start in the office, also known as Lev’s man cave…
I have a desk and a shelf in there as well so at least I started with organizing my stuff and didn’t touch his. Yet.
I never prepared for this but in all honesty it doesn’t matter cause it’s all worth it.
As of about 5-6 weeks back I’ve been having constant pain in my joints, and after feeling that I had to stay home from work too often and that it was affecting my daily life I caved in and booked a time at the doctor.
If you go there, being pregnant, with joint pain and tells them that rheumatism runs in your family and that yourself has been investigated for it in your teens the doctor will order quite a few tests and advice you to sick leave.
Turns out I have an infection in my body and there is a possibility that the pregnancy could have triggered rheumatism actually.
So here I am, in pain, and without any possibility to take any medicine that will help but still thinking that I would do it a million times over again for BabyFarksMcGeezAxs.
Today was a good day.
My day at work was super efficient, we all got tons done and we started on a small organizing project that we’ve talked about.
After work I went to IKEA. Been feeling a bit stressed over the fact that we’re in week 27 and that we haven’t arranged that much for BabyFarksMcGeezAxs arrival, so today I went out and bought the crib, mattress, changing table and bed linen.
This is not advised upon doing solo with a big belly but I’m more stubborn than the most… Now I pay the price with a hurting back and pelvic bone, but anything for our son
Didn’t plan on assembling anything when I came home since I was tired after being up and really active all day since 6 am but of course, after an hour I was putting the crib together.
(In our home I tend to assemble IKEA purchases, my Swedish genes makes me cut out for that 
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Now the crib is in our bedroom and it’s a nice relaxing feeling knowing that it’s ready for him when he is, I just need to wash all the bed linen first before making it.
Changing table I put off until later, I need to make some serious reorganizing of all my makeup and beauty stuff before even trying to fit it in the bathroom.
Sigvard likes to sleep on ones belly, one day he might get a kick in the face tho. I’m probably gonna laugh hard then 
“I wanted to surprise you” is what he said. It sure worked, it worked big time. My man is the perfect man, I’m a lucky gal
Being pregnant surely is an experience and at 25 weeks is starting to get heavy for me at times. This became rather abundantly clear during our trip to London this passed week.
Luckily I have Lev, he has turned out to be the great protector of the belly. He fetches me stuff all the time, even tho I could get up and get it myself. If my back is sore or the belly feels tensed he even helps me undo my shoes so I don’t have to bend.
While out around people he makes sure people don’t bump into me, he puts his elbows out and make people move instead of me having me dodging them. On the bus or train he gets me a seat as I don’t move as fast he does as well as getting angry when people don’t move from priority seats (for preggos, disabled and those less able to stand)
I’ve become really protective of the belly and it’s nice knowing that he is on my team and is doing the same.
I love my Lev, he treats me so good and he’s gonna be the best daddy ever!
Today I had an appointment with my midwife, usually they feel rather pointless to be honest, but today I got to hear BabyFarksMcGeezAxs heartbeats.
Heart is beating perfect and he moves around a lot. He’s perfect, just perfect.
The realisation of that I don’t have anyone to hang out with or do things with here in the town where I live made me wonder if I even enjoy living here at all.
Männiksohamn by John Ajvide Lindqvist
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