shazza I can only do the 3rd of Aug. The 20th / 27th I am on holiday or have my mum visiting.
fairy the physio found that the left SI joint (or left part of it?) is not not moving as it should. The pain comes and goes though, so I can have a good week and a bad week, it's weird. She's given me exercises and stretches to do, but TBH it is only making it worse! I'll carry on doing them though till I see her again.
Hugs (or bags of cold peas, I have a massive bag in my freezer) for everyone with morning sickness and/or migraines!
I picked up a bag of maternity clothes yesterday for free, when I went to pick them up though, it turned out she was a good deal shorter than me, so lots of her trousers were ankle swingers on me! Goes to show, size 10s comes in different shapes and sizes.
I am struggling at the moment to be honest. I had a wonderful run of sheer joy, glow and happiness between 12 and 20 weeks and somehow now the sobbing hormones have set in. It just sets off. Not much I can do about it. I just let it go, husband is used to it by now. I am going to be a mumzilla. It is not helped by the fact that I wake up at five in the morning and am then exhausted by the end of the day / when the weekend comes. I still try and exercise almost every day, which isn't giving me more energy (which it should) but is taking energy away. I worry about every little thing. About the weather being crap on our holiday (which I am really really looking fwd to), not getting our list done, getting all the work stuff done, what if I can't get a nursery place, general bad parenting from my side, all sorts of issues that I won't be able to sort out (what if they have different sleeping rhythms, what if they bicker the whole effing time etc). All things that really I should be able to work out or work around or keep some sense of perspective when sane. I think that is it, I have lost my sense of perspective. I can't see the wood for the trees.
Yesterday morning I threw the wobbly of all most epic wobblies at DH, although I must say I still think he deserves it. My DH, bless 'm, is a lovely guy, and also incredibly hospitable. Everyone always comes and stays at ours, which is fine, but now that I am pregnant, I want to spend some time with him occasionally as well, and sometimes I just want a quiet night, without people staying (especially since some of mates are like so incredibly annoying). So yesterday I am telling him I am so looking fwd to a night in with DH... (I had only seen him on Wed and Thurs night, the other nights he was out on the lash with his mates. He makes time for that of course.) Turns out he had agreed for one of his mates to come and stay on Sat night (he had some conference on Sunday) and another mate to come and stay for a WEEK as from Sat night. I totally lost it. I don't mind them staying, but could I at least get more than 8 hrs notice, so I am not looking forward ALL WEEK to a Sat night in with DH?! And the mate that is staying for a week, he didn't bother to mention it the last TWO weekends he stayed over at ours! FFS. Then there is no winning this argument either, because you can't really say no at that point either, can you. Telling those people they can't stay. He pulled the same stunt on the day we had our seven week scan. Grr still makes me angry now.