I’m getting bigger. Being sick made me lose a kilogram, but hey, the weight is going up again, trust me. I’m soon at 10 kg more than my normal weight. We had a prenatal checkup yesterday, and everything seems okay with our little girl. She’s a little above the average in size, yikes!

She also has hiccups often. Today she woke me up with her spasms, poor little baby. It makes me laugh. And feel sorry for myself at the same time. Yes, I’m silly like that.

And for all of you who’s following the development of the popping navel: No news yet! I don’t think it’ll pop at all, actually. It’s just very wide and open, and looks like it will tear if it expands even more. I’d like it better if it popped than tore

Dear Baby Doe,

Sorry for calling you a shrimp before, but I have to point out that you’re now the size of a medium shrimp, and I find it a bit funny. I won’t hold it against you late, I promise.

After a hopeless search for maternity pants that doesn’t cost 1000NOK ($157) AND that fit me, I managed to find a pair at H&M online. I got it in the mail today, and it fits like a glove! In a couple of months it will be too large, but then the ones in the stores will fit me I must say it’s a relief to have them on! Phew.

We have another doctor’s appointment on Wednesday. Not sure what it’s for, but I guess it’s just a checkup. And then on Friday we’re going to ultrasound! I’m actually more scared than excited, but at least I’ll know if everything’s okay. I think I’m worrying too much.

I’m also having back pains, which could be pelvic pain, but I’m hoping not. Please, please, please.

It’s that magical week number when you can tell people around you that you’re pregnant because the risk of miscarriage has subsided. We counted down the days, but when it got there it felt just like the days before. Probably because I have told almost everyone around me, either because they guessed it, or because I had to tell them because of work, and some because I wanted them to know

We’re thinking of doing an early ultrasound because I’m worrying too much, and because we’re curious! I’m not gonna deny it. I want to know what’s growing inside of me

On the day that marked week 12 I woke up at 4:30AM and just lied in my bed thinking that, Wow, it’s really week 12! Then I woke up Christian and told him, and he responded with something that sounded like: “I’ve got something for you…” When I asked him what he said now, he said: “Congratulations! I forgot to tell you…” And I gave up trying to understand what the #$%& he was talking about, and went to the toilet. When I got back, I spooned him, and after I had lain there for a while he asked: “Aren’t you gonna open it?” And I rolled over, and on my pillow was a present! I opened it, and it was tiny pants and a jacket with cow pattern for a tiny, tiny baby! It’s the first item we’ve got since it’s still early to go crazy in the baby store yet.