I’m over the 2 or 3 outfits I’m limited to. I’m over feeling so frumpy I might as well wear a big brown sack. I am over not being able to reach my bikini line, legs or toes. And I’m over not even being able to go out for a walk to feel a bit less like a giant lump.
Ahhh, pregnancy… maybe it’s time for you to be done. One thing I know for sure. I HATE waiting. Whether it’s waiting for something you want, or something you are unsure of… it’s waiting… and I can’t stand it!
I’m 36 weeks tomorrow people! I’m nearly freakin’ full term. When the heck did that happen??
This morning I was in the shower and I was listening to my music – John Mayer came on and I was singing away. I can’t really be sure why I was in such a good mood on a Monday morning but let’s put it down to Mondays now being pretty bearable thanks to Game … Continue reading
This morning (29 weeks) it occurred to me it is now way too chilly in the morning to wear shorts to boot camp. Cue me trying to fit into a pair of my gym leggings – yeah right. I got on my baggiest pair and congratulated myself because this pair used to fall down and … Continue reading
I was thinking that because today is the 22nd I am 6 months pregnant today because I have precisely 3 more months til my due date. But of course, gestationally speaking I hit that mark a week or so ago.
My mother recommended I take myself into a quiet part of the office, lie on the floor and put my feet up on the wall to get the circulation going. Yeah… my office is as big as large apartment and the other rooms all have glass walls. I’m not sure I fancy my workmates walking in on rotund self trying to roll into or out of this position. Let alone face the question ‘what exactly are you doing?’ [you crazy pregnant woman].
But some hours of the day my attitude becomes more like a me of my early/mid twenties – e.g. life can just kiss my arse with it’s crappy crappiness, I don’t even give crap… and can someone just pass me the chocolate and a large bottle of red. Argh. Better just make it a kilo of chocolate.
My blog is unloved but I intend to be writing a bit more between now and July – why July you ask? Well because in July (or thereabouts) I’ll be having a baby!
I do love a good coming-of-age novel and Thompson Road is definitely that. But it’s more – it’s a love story at heart, and also a comment on the prejudices and misconceptions of society, and a reminder of how far we’ve come in our understanding of learning disabilities. The novel is set just prior to … Continue reading