Oops

So I took a bit of a tumble when I was at St Mungo's this morning. Fell down a few steps. Really embarrassing. Then again, if you're going to fall over when you're pregnant, it's probably best to do it in front of a group of healers who can rush over and check you straight away to make sure you haven't gone and really buggered yourself over.

I'm fine. Grazed my elbow and bruised my bum but that's all, thank goodness. Bump was totally unaffected. Just took it as another opportunity to kick me in the kidneys.

It's not really my fault, though. It's hard work navigating yourself around when you're this big. It's like trying to steer a great big ship - you have to plan ahead and take account of your excess weight at all times, and sometimes you just forget and crash into things.

I can't believe I'm going to get even bigger than this. I feel so huge already.

I hope Bump doesn't mind being an only child, because I'm not doing this again.