I like big bellies and I can't deny

We finally got a mirror for our room, it is massive. I was very surprised to find out how fetching I'm finding my enormous belly at the moment. Having not really had a mirror for a year or so, I was expecting the worst, but really, it is quite magnificent. Very large, very wriggly, very uncomfortable, and very miraculous. You'd think that by the third child you'd be over all this wonderment, but I think the first two pregnancies were more full of nervousness and exhaustedness. I just can't believe this one is happening.

We've got no ideas for names and all, so any contributions are very welcome. Poor nameless baby.

Beautiful weekend, just lovely. I'm a bit blissed out today, in case you didn't notice. The weekend was great, I barely worked, got some lovely first birthday balloons and fairy bread from Anne, ate liquorice, went on a picnic, started a vege garden, bought some baby shizz (including the CUTEST NAPPIES EVER), got some new gruts, told Finn what "gruts" means, you know, had fun and laughed at the kids bum jokes, even though I should've been disapproving. Hung loose basically.