just want to talk really.
feeling tired, big, achey and pregnant. journey to work and back involves being cramped in subhuman conditions on trains where we stand up each others' noses and in each others' armpits while more people physically force themselves on. work itself is busy and stressy as everyone's job is at risk, people are leaving and being made redundant all around and i am a team of one that was a team of 3. last night i came home and just went to bed because i was so tired and lovely DP brought me dinner in bed. this morning didn't want to wake up, then didn't want to get up, and was crying at having to get that horrible train again. yesterday morning I fainted on the train. lost it when the zip tag broke off the insanely expensive boot I bought two weeks ago to wear with long skirts so I can avoid tights and try to deal with the thrush nightmare, sorry tmi. (I have thick blue legs and have to buy boots from duo so having paid £140 have no other shoes.) so just fell apart and decided somehow that I couldn't go to work and then, madly, that the only thing that would make me feel ok would be to wash up the kitchen and sweep and hoover because I have been so knackered there are messy bits everywhere. So DP appears looking pissed off while I am literally wearing an apron and hoovering the kitchen (apron because I was wearing one of only three things I can fit into for work and I can't waste an outfit by splashing greasy washing up all over it) about 10 minutes after my train for work would have pulled out of the station. "what are you doing? I thought you were tired. Why don't you either go to work or go to bed?" for some reason I burst into tears again. Then he went to get ready for work and left without saying goodbye, probably because he thinks I am annoying and pathetic. I left a message for my boss with some crap story and now I am wondering how much trouble I am going to be in for not going to work, whether DP totally hates me, what on earth I will do when I actually have a child and have to act like a real person instead of flaking out, and how much more tea I can drink without hurting LO because it is making me feel so much better. sorry this is long I just want to expiate guilt by sharing I suppose. thanks to all who read it