Please join in on getting it all off your chest!
I'm 12 weeks tomorrow and feel fucking miserable! The nausea went around 8 weeks and then came back this week, and today as a result is a complete write off. I'm so so tired I can't even contemplate doing anything I wanted to get done today, so feel like a massive failure. It's also cold, grey November now, so my SAD is about to join the party any day now. Yay. 😒
All I want is a job that pays me for doing nothing, a house that cleans itself and a dog that walks itself, while I sit here with a stonkingly large measure of Baileys (that I can't obviously have)! Is that too much to ask, huh?!