It's lovely expecting a baby, but good grief, it tires you out.
I'm good for nothing.
I have sat, on my bum, all day today, and don't even have the energy to make any meeces.
Mr Nick is running me a bubbly bath and cooking me my tea.
Then jim-jams.
Then I might make a start on a mouse.
Or set up with etsy.
yaaaawm....
later gaters
x
8 comments:
I know what you mean. I wanted to sleep between 12 and 16 hours a day when pregnant (hard to get things done that way!) Sleep now while you can! You don't get to *after*. :-)
Hi Erica!
Thanks for dropping by my blog - as you have noticed, it is a real resource for in-depth political comment and guides to life :):):)
I thought I already had you as one of my links - doesn't look like it though - will sort this out (if that's OK?)
Yep, I second Tara, sleep while you can!!
P.x
You can be jealous of my rayburn I will be jouleas of you being tried, if you know what I mean must be turning thirty or some thing! Sounds like your being well looked after. How is your allotment, I hope its doing ok
(of course you can 'borrow' the quote on my blog! Thanks for visiting).
Hello darling Erica,
I hope you have a lovely cup of tea as well!
And a wonderful-pants day!
Holly
I read you. When I'm pregnant, I don't do anything but the basics: i.e. cooking, cleaning, laundry. Don't feel guilty. Your energy will return.
Pitter pat we paw across to see the mice again and tell you that we have tagged you for a meme about collective nouns. So go and see the curl of cats. They are sleeping and not dangerous for a while, and see what you think. You can do a collective noun for cats or mice or whatever and then pass it on to other bloggers.
And take it easy and put up your feet and read a good book and rest. And make that man run circles round you getting things.
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