Apart from not being able to ski, go on a rollercoaster, soak in a jacuzzi, eat sushi, dye my hair or drink red bull (which I have been craving since day one of my pregnancy), there are a number of things I point blank refuse to do now that I only have two weeks left to my due date. I don’t think I am being unreasonable who’s with me?
Stay out past 8pm
This is a big fat NO NO. I’m trying not to make everyone in my life hate me so I am not doing anything that might upset me in the slightest. The number one thing being, socialising in uncomfortable clothing while trying not to fall asleep. Sorry lads 8pm is way pass my bedtime.
This hurts and upsets me but there is virtually nothing I can do about it. I’ve tried, oh how I have tried to resemble myself, but I’m filling out in places I didn’t know existed. I’ve lost the desire to make an effort. SOZ…
Please don’t take this personally but I’m having trouble just getting out of bed. Getting dressed is a nightmare, by this stage I don’t know how I will carry on with my day. I’ve got a lot on my mind, the best thing to do is leave me in peace until I am ready to talk.
You’ve got to be kidding me. Although I wish I could pick up the dirty underwear on the bedroom floor this morning, I fricking can’t and it makes me see red. Please don’t cross me in this vulnerable state, I am not responsible for my actions.
Nobody is looking forward to the birth more than me, that said, I am slightly terrified and on edge about when exactly I’m finally going to meet this little terror (joke). So, although I am not be jumping from the rooftop that my baby will be in my arms very shortly, I am ecstatic on the inside and that’s all that matters. The end is near and I know every complaint will be worth it.
maternity & infant
Originally posted 2016-06-24 12:01:28.