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So it has been a long time since I last blogged, and life has taken a sudden turn. I am 26 weeks pregnant with number 2, and work seems to have suddenly gone crazy! It is probably just my state of mind, but I feel like i have so much I need and want to sort out before the baby comes - at work and home. I must train my daughter to be more independent.

I must clear out all the junk from my house. I must set up lots of systems and plans at work to run smoothly in my absence. I must work as hard as I can and make as much money as possible before I am making none. I must stop eating crisps and chocolate just because I am pregnant and think I can get away with it (I can't. I proved that to myself last time). So it is a busy time.

And worrying me more are the summer holidays approaching and how I am going to work as hard as possible in what will be my last month of full time freelancing, with the little princess to entertain. Obviously it is not possible for me to work all the time. I have the added bonus of a partner on shifts who can be around quite a lot, but it is not just about childcare is it!? It is the entertainment factor. 6 weeks is a long time not to see your mates. So I intend to arm myself with all their mum's phone numbers and book in as many play dates as possible. Come September I can relax off work for a bit and maybe consider getting ready for a baby.

This time round it is different though. I know that I don't need everything to be perfect, that the baby will probably arrive late, that the requirement for a 'changing table' and other such items is non existent in our household. And having had a bit of a journey getting this far, I am also a bit reluctant to get too ready too soon. I quite like the idea of my other half rushing to mothercare to pick up a travel system once the baby is born, and while we still languish in hospital. And setting up a cot when we get home.

And it is weird how much you forget about pregnancy with a 5 year gap. Looking at the big belly now I think - surely it can't get bigger?!? And my dear partner looked at me knowingly and told me that "you were much much bigger at the end last time". I don't remember this. It is amazing what the mind blocks out.