further development...

Feel like I might explode, got uterus up to my ribs and little Elvis embraces every opportunity to kick them. My bedtime is his playtime. Made a very silly decision to eat less chockolate and more dried fruit, as a result my room smells distinctively of fart... I've had to escape, so now it's back to celebrity big brother, then desperate housewives and a bit more chockolate... I seem to remember hearing that if you eat lots of chockolate during pregnancy you'll have happy babys... yes.