morning all, hope you're all well.
Just got back from the doc who told me in no uncertain terms I was not able to work yet. She's given me a note for 2 weeks off and seemed to think I might need a further 2 off anfterwards. Feel a bit pathetic and weedy but even DH said to me yesterday I wasn't ready, and this from the man who had never EVER said I'm not up to going to work - I usually just get a 'oh, you should have made yourself go in no matter bad you feel' look from him on the rare occasion I have a day off ill. I guess if I can't even manage 2 x 2 hr trips out in 2 days without needing more than a day to recover in bed I might have been kidding myself I could go back. Anyway, now comes the terror of telling the nasty powers that be and having them moan behind my back at how I should be working. Very scared about tackling that.
Founf out I'm allowed 2 birthing partners at hospital. I want to ask my Mum to be there as well as DH as I know she'll be very good in these situations and she's a nurse so knows all the technical medical bits a bit. Bit scared to mentioning it to DH though as don't want him to feel like he's not important/I'd prefer my Mum/he's not good enough on his own.
wigglesrock 8 mini milkyways are always good....just so long as it's not that which is making you sick!
worrymummy are you OK now after your falling incident? think I'd be too scared to get on a bike, but that's only because I'm so clumsy at the minute and I'd peddle about 10 metres and then get out of breath and exhausted and have to stop.
40weeks I've done water aerobics with the oldies. I loved it. It looks really easy but it's actually harder than it looks (depending on the teacher - some arn't very good and you don't feel like you do much others are fab and you work really hard). It feels a bit, well, embarassing when they are all well over double my age, like I'm in the wrong class, but it's great fun - I had a fab teacher and we had great names for moves like the 'farmer giles'! It was funny last time I went to a class as the instructor said at the beginning 'is there anyone pregnant?' and there was a host of titters from the old ladies at the thought. At least they are more friendly than the 'ladies who lunch desperate housewives' types that frequent lots of my old classes - it felt like you were back at school and they were in the 'cool' gang with their designer gym gear and perfect figures and looking down their nose at anyone that wasn't their friend and that they had more of a right to be there then anyone else and they would pinch the spot right in front of the instructor every week so no one else could see anything. Not that I'm resentul or bitter or anything and maybe that's just my expensive gym that attracts some snobby types....
Sorry for long post.