June 1998.

I am now 3 months pregnant. I have been making it into work more often now, and have an agreement with them that I will be in as early a possible - once I have stopped being sick. Most days I get in around 10:30 am. Now that I am feeling better I have also decided to join the "get fit for baby" club again at St Mary's hospital: It is an aerobics class run by midwives on a Tuesday evening. This was something I really enjoyed last time, and it is good to keep exercising when pregnant.

My normal clothes are getting uncomfortable, especially my work stuff, and last time I found that wearing more comfortable clothes helped with the nausea I felt. I am also in desparate need of some summer clothes, so I have splashed out on some new Maternity clothes to suppliment my old ones, which were mostly winter clothes anyway. From Mothercare, I have bought some dungaree-shorts, a lightweight pair of work trousers, a smart dress and a tunic. The whole lot cane to nearly £100! If I find I need anymore clothes now, I think I will try looking in the free-ads paper for a "job lot" of clothes: you can often get a bag full for around £25... and maternity clothes often get such little wear.

I can't wait to begin to feel the baby kick. Matthew had started kicking at 14 weeks, but I have only just started feeling some faint flutterings from the baby: not real kicks as such... maybe I was expecting too much, I still remember all to well the painful kicks Matthew managed to inflict just before he was born!

So far, this pregnancy couldn't have been more different to the last. It is hard not to comapre them, and worry that everything is going ok. I know, though, that most of my memories of the last pregnancy are of the last few weeks so I have to be quite rational about it all.... Perhaps their being so different means that this one will be a girl?