Winds of change

I’ve been suffering from very bad sleep these past few days. Partly down to Cat’s restless sleep patterns (though she maintains she sleeps fine) and partly down to my bundle of worries. Over the weekend, we went to Borders and bought a small mobile library’s worth of pregnancy books. On the one hand these books provide us with knowledge and of course knowledge is good right? Well I guess so, but it also increases your anxiety as you learn more about the pitfalls and hurdles along the way.
Every minute I keep checking up on Cat, much to her annoyance, to see if she has any of the visible signs of early pregnancy, or if she feels a bit sicky, mood swings, or bloated etc. So far, the only symptom of her pregnancy is copious amounts of wind. Typical.
Dinner with my parents last night was agonising cos they were talking about making plans for the future and the prospect of kids and we were dying to tell them. But we agreed to wait…until next week! Some believe it is bad luck or too early to announce the news, but our family have always been very close and we reasoned it was better to tell them fairly early to ensure we get the best support. Plus, since my Dad is going away for many months, it was better he hear the news at home, rather than over a crackly phone.This morning, Cat stated that she no longer had a fear of giving birth – something she was very vocal about before. In fact, she felt very safe about the idea.