Baby don't breech, i'm in trouble here...

Im in the library working on my thesis draft, and I can't sit properly because my baby in my tummy is doing Major turns and kicks. It's cute at first but at this point, I want to do work, not just sit here watching my stomach develop a personality of its own.

I have another 5 days before the hospital appointment where the specialist will try massage bebe into position.

For some reason, all baby's head does is move from ribcage to my left side and then up again...but NEVER turn downwards completely. This makes for real discomfort because the head is pushing into my ribcage and I need to gasp every now and them to breath.

I can already see that this baby has the father's personality: being a pain in the neck.

Yep - fun times ahead indeed.

Will keep u posted.

Life is mean sometimes.

I went to pick up my girl from kindy yesterday and she came running to hug my tummy....excitedly.
She was a bit sad a few moments earlier.
One of the older girls at kindy said some mean things to her repeatedly.
Luckily, the teacher was there to reprimand the older child and try restore some of Maeva's confidence.
The spiteful things she said were stuff you don't expect from a 4 year old.
I hugged my girl a little bit more and told her that sometimes, people say mean things, some hurtful things. But its okay, don't take it to heart...she was just having a bad day....next time, just walk away and don't bother.
As we walked out to our car, the girl yelled at her again.
This time, I was close to telling her off and chucking her in the naughty corner.
But I kept my cool and then strapped my girl in the car seat.
This time, I felt angry, I said to MM, "She is NOT invited to your birthday"
And she sobbed and responded "She's just mean because she's not cool like me!"
Wow - I couldn't have said it better!

Anyhow, the point is....this is such a harsh world.
We give our children all the love, affection and attention they deserve.
We shower them with kindness and prepare them for reality
But when they are out of our reach and out of our sight
there is Nothing we can do to protect them from the harshness of reality.
It breaks my heart seeing my baby girl sad like that
But i know she has to find her own feet.
I won't be the mother that stormed to school with the salu lima looking for the kid that pushed my kid off the swings.
But now I am beginning to understand that mother's logic.
She just wants to protect her baby.
Kindy can be such a mean cruel place sometimes ):