Nice...

I had a midwife appointment yesterday, just so she could check how I was doing - and to have a listen to the baby's heartbeat. I always love that bit. I mentioned the tingling and pain I'd been having in my hands/wrists/arms, and she sent me upto the Occupational Therapy unit in our local hospital. After a very short wait, I was seen by a very nice lady, who fitted me for two horrific torture devices.

Apparently I have Carpal Tunnel Syndrome, which I have suffered from in the past, but 'coped' with. Now, I have to wear two wrist splints in my sleep. They are scary looking things - and I kept smacking either me, or 'im indoors in the face with them last night. Very disturbed sleep.

In other news... I'm nearly 20 weeks pregnant now, and Dave and I were talking last night about how soon it would be before HE'S likely to feel the bambino moving about, I thought it could be another couple of weeks yet, but as we were talking I was absently stroking my tummy, and felt the TINIEST little 'punch'. I got quite giddy.

Dave came over to the sofa and put his hand on my belly, but little 'un had moved away by then.

However, when we went to bed, we were both lying snuggled up, with Dave's hand stroking my tummy, - chatting about this and that (mostly about Dave's exam today), and the bambino decided to offer us a command performance, dancing/kicking away to his/her little heart's content.

Very slight movements from the outside, but definitely there.