Sitting down on my chair at work and being propelled 3 feet back. After a shuffle of my feet I arrive back at my desk. Bang. The bump arrives way before I do, knocking a pen to the floor and I know it’s going to be a real palaver picking it up. My boobs seem to have fallen out with me they’re in a sulky mood, hanging and whispering bad things about me to my bump. I walk into my own home and the cat looks at me like I’m some crazed burglar come to rob all the cat food. I try to eat my tea, but bump thinks I should be on a diet and refuses to allow my arm and my food anywhere near my mouth. My back starts to twinge while trying to get comfy on the sofa, so I look for some help online (back pain in pregnancy) the first line I read…‘The good news is, your baby is growing. That’s exactly what should be happening.’ That’s it, come on bump, bed.