OK, yeah, I suffered with the ol' first tri exhaustion last time... except I didn't have a baby to look after, a house to clean, three ten hours shifts a week, food shopping to do and a to-do list that's longer than my arm. I'm sat here, praying BB stops fighting his nap this morning so I can go back to sleep. I can't get enough of the stuff. I could happily stay in bed for a week, and I'd probably still need more.
And randomly, I got an awful case of nausea yesterday. Eight weeks into my pregnancy, thinking I'd gotten away with another pregnancy with no sickness, I got wave after wave of nausea. No actual vomiting but I think feeling sick is worse than being sick for me. I'm hoping it was because I didn't take enough food to work yesterday and I was just hungry...
BB has actually gone for a nap so I'm going to collapse for a bit.
Hoping for a miracle cure for tiredness
xxx
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