im pregnant and wanted to be for a long time. Now I am, I am realising how bloody selfish I am.
Sat reading the paper in a cafe outside and honestly fuming at the noise kids are making and the ridiculous conversations going on about how ‘he’s eyeing up that ice cream!’ FFS sake he’s not, he literally just woke up and doesn’t know where he is let alone what an ice cream is.
I can’t stand the baby chat and I didn’t expect to feel this way!! I also don’t know how I will ever get excited about some badly drawn picture. Really worried.