Can you feel it, can you feel it. Can you feel it!

To the frustration of Wes, Little B Bee has finally started making a move, be it a small move, inside my ever growing stomach. I'm sure I'm actually growing sideways instead of outwards, as size 16 is now a tight fit. Although the movements are only small at the moment, it does help me realise that there is actually a little human growing inside of me and it always brings out a smile.

I've started working from home this week, in order to give me more time to spend with Eleanor and less time running out of energy. I have to admit, although I had my doubts on whether I could cope with working from home again, the last week as been a godsend and I've really felt as though I am in control of how I feel again. Eleanor and I went to IKEA to buy a new desk (I'm sure the desk will not survive until Little B Bee is born though...it is IKEA) which now built, Eleanor finds hilarious. I still haven't really worked out why.

Wes has finally been able to openly tell people that he is going to be a Baby Daddy, which if I'm really honest, has resulted in some rather strange responses. For example, Roger, a regular, tight jeaned customer of Bean Loved (Wes' Coffee Shop) after a conversation about settling down and renting another property due to a new arrival to the family, his response was "What Paula is pregnant with your child?". How do you respond to that? Skipton people...please.