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Weeks 14 to 17 (size has gone from lemon to orange to avocado to onion)

It's been a few weeks since my last post and a lot has changed in that time. It's not just the size of the little one that's changed but I can feel myself changing too. I've been thinking about ways that I can help our child grow up to be the best of themselves but sometimes you can over think these things.

I want to impart whatever knowledge I have and I can't wait to get started but maybe I'm moving to quickly, after all it's just a mere flutter in my wife's tummy right now.

I'm talking to munchkin now, that's my name for him/her, we get these emails from NHS and NCT advising us of things to do as each week goes by. A couple of weeks ago one of these emails suggested to talk to wifey's belly. At first it felt a little strange but now it feels like a connection and being the dad, there's only a few of those opportunities to connect during a pregnancy. It's obviously very different for a mum who is there every step of the way.

Also I'm changing in terms of how I view what I do in my life. I went for a helicopter flight at the weekend and thought about the fact that I need to start thinking about more than just me. Perhaps a helicopter flight was not such a good idea when you have a wife who is almost 17 weeks pregnant. She needs me around so perhaps I need to be a little more sensible.

As each week goes by I find myself counting down from 40 weeks. I'm so excited, I can't wait to be a dad. You do tend to wonder if you can love something too much... We've got this human coming into our lives soon that will change everything for us.

One thing's for sure, this baby is coming into a family with two people who desperately want to share as much love as they possibly can.

I'm glad I'm documenting this journey because I don't ever want to forget these feelings. 

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