hello. d-day and have finally given into feeling crap. me me me warning.
just feeling a bit sorry for myself - it seems no one gives a crap if you're having your second (or subsequent baby). i've had virtually no phonecalls from friends - maybe they are trying to stay away and not bother me, but what i think is actually happening is that they have mostly sprogged after me and are, of course, busy with their own babies. i just feel no one gives a toss. and dad and ladyfriend have very kindly taken madam off my hands for 2 nights - to give me a break (now ladyfriend has finally capitulated and given in that i'm obviouslynot going to be early). and that is wonderful and lovely of them, but now i feel like i don't know what to do with myself. i felt sad to see madam go but she has been such a pain in the arse recently, and loves ladyfriend beyond belief, that i felt i had nothing to offer her - and she's going to the seaside tomorrow. lucky her!
i know everyone says enjoy this time before you've got 2 of them, but i don't quite know what to do. last time it was the week before christmas, so dh was off work and we just spent the time together, walking, seeing the odd person, going out to restaurants etc. this time am nervous of going for long walks on my own as dh is working like a demon to get his project finished on time, and i don't want to be too far from home incase it all kicks off. is that stupid?
any ideas on things to do while i'm waiting? i suspect i am feeling a bit down anyway, and that is compounding everything. if i just get some sleep (been in short supply recently), i'll probably feel better and will get some oomph back. do you think i should do some gardening? i never know what is good for you and what isn't...
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a quarter of my family live in christchurch - they are all safe, if shaken and terrified. those poor people. anyone heard from rubes?