Pregnancy, Summer, Travelling

26 weeks pregnant: it’s getting hot in here

26 weeks pregnantWe’ve arrived. After two days of driving, a sleepless night in a motel and being hit by tennis ball sized hail, we have arrived in St Tropez. I am trying not to think of the newly acquired dents that adorn our car now, but to focus on one thing: relaxation.

The bump has been awfully quiet after the journey. So quiet in fact, I prepared myself to pay the neighbouring hospital a visit and ask for a scan. It’s almost funny how quickly the amount and intensity of kicks picked up again once I had voiced my concerns. Aaahhhhh, bumps and their potential to freak you out. Hilarious. NOT.