In the early stages of my pregnancy, I knew how far along I was to the day. Months later, I frequently get it wrong. I thought I was 30 weeks gone, but I’ve just checked my calendar and I’ve realised that I’m actually at week 31. This means I have one week less to get stuff done, assuming baby boy rocks up on time. If he’s anything like me, he’ll be late. But I’m not panicking because I’m having a surge of energy and focus and I’m more productive right now than I’ve been in my entire working life. I assume this surge in productivity is just pregnancy hormones doing their thing, but it’s useful nonetheless.
I’m still doing my upmost to avoid the scourge of terrible maternity wear. This Lily and Lionel dress is super comfy and I’ll still be wearing it post baby. My jacket is from Whistles (similar here) and the espadrilles are from Castañer. My sunglasses are a very old pair by Tom Ford (similar here).