UP THE DUFF Week 41: Meet baby Charlie!

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I’m back people! And, I’m so happy to introduce you to Charlie the chicklet, who arrived in the world a couple of weeks ago weighing 8 pounds and measuring 50.5cm. For me, it feels like a lifetime ago, but in a good way. Sleep deprivation and explosive nappies aside, I’m loving getting to know my little guy after so long waiting for his arrival. And, I’m finishing my Up The Duff series with his birth story. Those of you who’ve followed the columns are probably keen to hear how it all panned out, but if you’re at all squeamish or just would rather not know, I won’t be at all …

UP THE DUFF Week 40: And yep, still pregnant.

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Last Saturday I was convinced the chicklet was coming. I had a slight show. I had cramps. I had flu-like symptoms. And I had the kind of back pain that required a heat pack constantly and only eased when I sat down. I felt restless and cranky and didn’t quite know where to put myself. I told Mr Chick I thought it might be happening, and we did a little squeeeee, packed our bags and got snacks for the labour and put my sister on standby. On Sunday – the day before my due date – I had some waters breaking and the hospital asked me to come in and …

UP THE DUFF Week 38 + 39: The waiting game.

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Very cheeky of me, I know, cramming two weeks of Up The Duff into one, but allow me a little leeway (I barely know my own name at the moment). Mr Chick took me for a Last Hurrah / babymoon / belated birthday weekend at my favourite hotel in Sydney last weekend, which was awesome, although I was very nervous the chicklet was going to come on the Friday night after we’d checked in. He was so low down and walking was tricky. When I sit still and he rolls around, I realise just how much of a BABY he is now. He’s a big boy. The doppler always shows …