Well I'm fast heading towards 7 weeks. The sickness hit hard yesterday. I was in Tesco's doing some shopping and I thought I was going to faint. I went all squiffy like! Then this overwhelming feeling of wanting to throw up came over me. Of course I couldn't because I was in the middle of the supermarket with a trolley load of stuff, I'll be dammed if I was going to lose that and have to do it all again!!!
So I battled through and made it to the car, only to get a phone call from Mum to say, I'm home now so I'll meet yo on the hill at 4.15. OK I said, see you there. I had to rush home, put the shopping away, change Milly's nappy, make sure she was wearing warm enough clothes for the walk, go to the loo, grab the dog lead, calm the dog down enough to get the lead on, grab some grapes and some water, grab my walking boots, grab Milly, open the door with Milly insisting she walks to the car on her own, all the time making sure the dog doesn't knock her over on the way. Get the dog in the car, get Milly in the car, get myself in the car...phew...stop! Breath! OK, off we go, we've got 15 Min's to get there.
Get to the top of Leith Hill and it's a lovely afternoon. I get my boots on, get Milly in the backpack, get the dog out and then Mum arrives. Her 2 dogs are out and bounding around with Poppy. Lovely. Now off for the walk.
Mum's a little worried about the walking and the strain it might be having on my heart now I'm pregnant. We don't just stroll, we do hard hill walking, and Milly's not getting any lighter. It's great, but very tiring on those hills. She wants me to talk to the midwife about it. So I'll mention it when I see her.
Right, I've got my best friend coming over soon and I'm not even dressed yet, so I'd better get on with it.
Speak later
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