We now have a foetus. And I have a bit of a belly. Not much of one, but its noticeably firmer, and I’ve given up trying to suck it in. We also have to come up with a new name for Emby… because emby just doesn’t work any more.

Here’s the first of many belly shots.

My belly starting to pop out a bit at 9 weeks

And last night we told our Roller Derby teams. Team Zebra had a pre-season meeting in which we made an announcement, and Lawyer told her team after pre-Christmas drinks fell through so she told them all via email. And in a bit of good timing, another of Lawyer’s team mates is also pregnant, due 3 weeks after us.

Feeling fat, tired and ready to put on my dressing gown, ugg boots and snuggle up on the couch with Lawyer to watch some Christmas movies. A Muppets Christmas Carol is first on the list. I then want to watch Santa Clause the Movie (the 1985 Dudley Moore movie), and Lawyer wants to watch National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation.