When I have wittered
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I can’t believe that it’s taken me 37 weeks of being crap at pregnancy to get around to downloading the WordPress app for my iPhone. I am celebrating the downloading of said app, and also the fact that I’ve made … Continue reading
25 weeks is still plenty of time for it to change. But wouldn’t that be cracking? Something else to add to the bingo card.
I’m sat in a car park, in Street, Somerset. Mum thought it would be “good for me” to get out because it’s a lovely day today. I feel like death. I want to sleep. Normally I would love to go … Continue reading
Stop the ride, I want to get off. I am writing this whilst sitting on the bathroom floor. I feel lightheaded and sick. I am doing breathing exercises, but I feel as if I am made of lead and can’t … Continue reading
Took my tablet before bed. Went into the kitchen to fill up my hot water bottle, and was punished for the crime of stirring my mother’s malted milk drink by an impressive display of oral pyrotechnics over the kitchen sink. … Continue reading
…you eat foods based on how they will taste on the way back up as well as the way down. …you make a list of things you will eat when it’s all over. …the first thing you do on entering … Continue reading