...I (literally) feel like a ball these days.
Even though I am close to being 32 weeks pregnant, the baby I am carrying is the size of one who might be 35 weeks. No wonder I feel exhausted. I have been having good days and some pretty shitty ones too, where I have major cases of the can't-be's, but I get on with it. I have no choice. I try not to complain. I roll with it.
My body aches something terrible during the night, even though I am sleeping with a gazillion pillows around my body. I don't feel 'normal' (as one can in this situation) until my morning shower. I am 10 kilos heavier than usual and my body knows it.
Lyndon and Monet are trying their best to help out which I thank them for.
We've slowly been purchasing things needed when #2 makes an appearance (hopefully sooner, rather than later) such as a change table, nappies, clothes etc., but finding a cot we like is proving to be a little more difficult than what we thought. I'm telling you, there are some rather horrible cots out there in the stores of Abu Dhabi. *shudder* (And I am sure half of them would not pass Australian safety standards.) The one we did have our eye on in a particular store, we were told they don't have a supplier for it. Figure that one out. (And we're not fans of buying demo stock due to a few bad experiences in the past.) But we will find one. We've still got a bit of time up our sleeves.
In the meantime, I have to roll with it, Little By Little. (With thanks to Oasis.)
Enjoy the video - I love this song - starring the talented actor Robert Carlyle...