Even typing this is an effort. My body feels like it weighs 200 kilos and I literally drag my feet when I am walking. I've got no energy, no patience, everything's an effort (apart from cuddling Ellen) but I still can't sleep at night. Lying awake with a strange tickling sensation in my legs and arms, I usually manage to get to sleep about 2am. Then when its time to get up around 6-7am I am wacked. Get up??? No chance!!!
Not been a good week. I cannot WAIT to travel over to Sweden to see my sister, Filip & my mum. Its just me going and the thought of sitting on an airplane on my own without a child to entertain for 2 hours, sounds like bliss. I am going to bring a lovely book to read, some little snacks and a drink and Ryanair - you can take as loooong as you want to get to Stockholm - I don't care anymore!!! Its going to be a lovely break!
I am now more than half way into my second pregnancy and I've put on, let's see, 5 kgs so far. Not too bad, but like I said, I still feel like I weigh a ton, so what good is that...?
Got work to do now.
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Håll ut tjejen.Kämpa på. Det kommer nåt bra så småningom.
Vi ses snart, kram,M.
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