I was pregnant in the very cold winter of 78/79, second baby due in March. It's interesting to read that others were worried about slipping on the ice. Well, at 8 months pregnant I went flying on the ice as I crossed a busy road. DH hauled me back on to my feet, I lived to tell the tale, but not a fun experience!
That night I was in agony and it turned out I had chipped my elbow and of course I was worried about my baby. The doctor reassured me the baby would be fine and I'm pleased to say he was right. I had to wear my arm in a sling... I was able to conveniently rest it on my bump! However, the following weeks, with a lively two year-old, a huge tummy, just one working arm and unable to drive, life was quite challenging and I marvel at women who overcome much worse disabilities and have children.