I am beyond moody, DH told me I was swearing too much so I told him to fuck off. Then this morning I saw a car parking space, turned around so I was pointing in the direction of home, stopped to let a car pass then the fucker took my space!!! I almost vomited bile over the dash board. Could he not tell from looking at my car that I am pregnant? Really wanted to key the fuckers car, which is a new emotion I'm not familiar with. Watch out residents of Shrewsbury, I'm one annnngry mo fo
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That means you littlestgirlguide!
On another note you'd think that Shropshire midwives would all have the same policy re listening to the heartbeat...? You want to get yourself out into the sticks like me! Mind you, they're probably a bit more cautious given a high rate of webbed feet and incest round these parts. I imagine.