Twenty-seven weeks five days

The midwife today measured me and the baby is one centimeter smaller than average, but nothing to be concerned about at this point. She wants to see me every two weeks now though, because of it. She came over for a quick home visit and tried to take some blood (I'm rhesus negative which means I need a special injection--I looked up the reason why but can't be bothered to explain) but failed. Still, she measured and listened to the heartbeat, which was off to the lefthand side this time. Usually he's been right up front and center.

Still, he's been pretty active and still shifts around a bit along with the kicking and wriggling. Last night we were invited to a party, so I made a new dress to show off my shape. I feel I've gotten bigger, but not drastically. I don't have stretch marks yet. I think I look smaller than some women at this stage because I'm quite tall, too. I know I can gain quite a bit of weight and not have it show much because of my height. But speaking of weight gain, I don't think I've gained much either. A bit, I guess, but it's mostly in the tummy. I haven't weighed myself in ages.

For Christmas, we've cut back a bit so we can concentrate on saving for baby things. And some of the things I've gotten Partner are things for him and the baby. I've gotten all I'm going to buy for Christmas, except for a few food items for dinner. There are just one or two more things to make now.

It snowed yesterday and last night, which is very unusual for this time of year. I had wanted to wear fabulous shoes to the party, but I took about three steps to the car and decided to go back in and change to sensible shoes. Normally I wouldn't care much about a little slip, but now I'm much more concerned about falling over. We also left the party a little early (well, it was 12.30, so not that early!) because it got to the point that several people were starting to stagger a bit. I didn't want to be knocked into. Going to a party and staying sober is fun up to that point. When everyone else is stumbling drunk, it's time to go home.