it took reflection but I am happy...

So after reading the last few of hazel's posts on her 'other' blog that focus so strongly on food and weight I have been feeling particularly unhappy with myself......well, that and the after effects of spending a week at my mother's (!). But then today we were all free from work and we had a wonderful wonderful time and I realised that I am not someone else (if you understand what that means), and that being pregnant again I will be getting bigger but that's right and I absolutley shouldn't be getting fussed about an increasing belly as it's full of another child. Then my husband showed me the photos he took of our day out and I spoke to my poor brother on the phone - who is having a terrible time and won't/can't let himself be helped and is consequently pressing the self-destruct button with force - and I realised again just how absolutley lucky I am and how really I couldn't ask for much more from life...

see- in this picture I don't look as big bellied as I feel (there's only 12 weeks to go now!) and I can still wear my absolute favourite jumper which I've had for 9 years and was a friend's secondhand cast off before it was mine..


ah - to be home again. On the village green with the imaginatively named "baby" and the deeply annoying buggy (it's too low and I have to push it around far too much for my back to enjoy it)


and then a trip on the bus looking at all the different sorts of people with the baby bird. Apart from my nose this is a nice picture and certainly captures the shared moment we were having.


and then my favourite one of all. The baby bird with a baby bird. We went to an open farm and she got so so excited by the animals and the way she could feed them and hold them. The fact she had decided to 'express' herself today in an entirely inappropriate fairy costume and no wellies but too short trousers and no protection from the cold wind didn't bother her at all even if I kept getting funny looks from all the parents who had their children in sensible waterproof gear and hats! Secretly though I was glad she was the way she was and it just made this picture all the more perfect.


No, after looking at these I refuse to let myself feel dissatisfied. I have everything.