A bump update from me

“You will have so many photos of your bump and baby, how lucky are you!” A phrase I have heard often, and at first I thought, absolutely! Quickly 20 weeks had passed, and my beautiful growing bump was still not captured at all; apart from some dodgy iPhone selfies in the bathroom mirror.So I set a task last week to document me, for us and our bump.I spend so much time capturing other peoples moments, creations and accomplishments that often after hours I forget about myself.

We are so lucky to have so much talent on this border, when it comes to portraiture and documentation. I am using this experience and knowledge over my years as a photographer – that time is fleeting. I am excited to have the beautiful Bec Bower photograph for us when I am closer to my due date, and then again when the baby arrives.

HERE ARE SOME THINGS I HAVE LEARNT SINCE GROWING A BUMP

It is far harder than I ever imagined. Nausea and vomiting was something I thought that I was prepared for, but honestly when people say “it’s a different type of sickness” it truly truly is.

I didn’t think I could love a bump as much as I do. Our bodies are truly amazing, the changes that happen even overnight have not stopped amazing me.

The “you are huge” & “are you sure there is not two in there” comments, fucking suck. Although I love my belly and I am beyond proud of what it is capable of doing, these comments continually throw me off guard. Is it so hard to say “you look amazing” and move on. Even if I don’t, throw a little love a pregnant girls way… please!

Hormones. Say no more. No really say no more, or I might cry. I remember being in early pregnancy and feeling completely exhausted and off food. Matt (my darling husband) had requested Curried Sausages for dinner, to which I cooked – in a hot kitchen. I stupidly asked him how the food went down that night… to which he replied “good but a little bland darl.” I think my face said it all, but in case it didn’t, i told him exactly where to go!Also I cannot watch shows about animals or I cry.

Calf Cramps are the devil.

Our 20 week scan was the happiest day of my life, I loved every second of it

I am slightly thankful for an anterior placenta, to shield a few of the late night kicks so I can sleep, but also sad when it’s day time and I want to feel more movements. Uh Jorja!

I hate peas, those gross mushy green things that usually compliment carrots so well… yeah… no they can stay away from me right now.

My nesting phase begun, continued and has not stopped. Thanks to Marie Kondo

We are no closer to any name choices, and fear we may call the baby IT for life.

BELOW ARE SOME SELF PORTRAITS THAT I CREATED IN A VERY LONG SESSION WITH A TIMER, A TRIPOD AND WITH THE HELP OF A VERY LOVING DOG.