Morning all
Anyone else getting tired again? And emotional?
I had to have a sleep Sat afternoon, and was falling asleep Sunday afternoon, and now I'm at my desk and I feel tired. Not as bad as first trimester but still tired.
Baby jumps on bladder at 2.30am every morning without fail, and wriggles furiously from 11.30pm-12.30pm. Plus I wake at 6.30am so not really getting enough hours sleep.
Need to vent, sorry long post. Lots of crying yesterday. My family are all apparently keen to come and pick through our furniture and belongings to help themselves - already! We're not leaving til March 2011!
They [my family] seem to expect me to give away thousands of pounds worth of beloved things DH and I have spent 11 years acquiring and loving and carrying from home to home. My SiL wants to send a van round, my uncle wants to visit and look at my TV, my sister wants my sofas and sofabed... and they cal got in touch yesterday about it! It felt like circling vultures!
Maybe it's my fault as I mentioned to my sister a week ago that I was worrying about what to do with the lovely beech bedroom furniture we bought with our wedding John Lewis vouchers and whether anyone would keep it for us for a few years as I hated the idea of selling it on and couldn't afford storage. Somehow that seems to have turned into my family deciding they can all help themselves in a free -for- all to our TV, stereo, cushions, books, sofas, furniture...and it will somehow be doing me a favour! My sis actually said 'it's not all about you, you know' and 'we need to fit in taking away what we want, and that means looking well in advance'.
They expect to be thanked for taking it off our hands. I guess I am just not ready to have people coming round dismantling our life in front of me, it feels very ruthless.
It just really upset me. I'm already quite anxious at the thought of moving thousands of miles away and having to live in rented accomodation in a small island full of expats where I have no friends, with a 14 week old baby and DH starting a new job. Don't get me wrong, I'm up for it, as it's the only way DH can see his baby - working in the UK in his industry = massive hours to the extent that I might as well be a single parent.
But right now, all I want to do is nest. Leaving my network, and my neighbourhood, and my flat in the UK makes me cry. I wish we didn't have to move thousands of miles so he could work normal hours and see his baby. I wish he could work less and we could stay in North London.
I know it's hormones but it is horrible. I cried on and off about it all day.
My family never ask me if I am ok, never say, how are you feeling and wait for an answer. You'd think it might occur to them that I might be feeling frightened and anxious at all the huge life changes ahead, and need support. But they think I am the strong one, they call me for advice and practical solutions and that's it. They expect me to support them, not the other way round.