...because if I have one more day of feeling as if I've been sandbagged there's no telling what I'm going to do with my family size packet of ginger biscuits.
Since getting pregnant (I'm 12 wks now) I've spent every waking bloody moment feeling sick, exhausted, dizzy and out of puff. I know that these symptoms fade by 16 wks (ish) so I'm hanging on in there but, blimey, it isn't half getting me down. Until the symptoms kicked in (about 3 minutes after getting back up off the bed)I never sat still and had far more frisk than I knew what to do with. I've gone from easily running 10k three times a week and doing manic aerobics to having to sit down when I climb the stairs. And shouldn't there be laws against sleeping this much? I swear, my eyelids are starting to heal over.
So can someone say something nice to keep me perky? While I'm (finally) chuffed that I'm pregnant I'm also wildly frustrated that I seem to have turned into Thora Hird (before and after her trip up the heavenly stairlift).
Monster thanks in advance
Scampynoodle