I already know this post is going to be mainly a massive whingy whinge fest that I’m not going to apologise for!
I have been feeling rotten. The under the weather ness from last week took control with a full-blown head cold. Lots of coughing, snot and a voice that kept escaping me. Typical really when I had the week off with the munchkin. It’s not easy trying to control a strong-willed 5-year-old when my voice kept breaking like a teenage boys!
Not being able to dose myself up sucks majorly and already feeling lethargic and heavy doesn’t help. I have been suffering in not so silent, silence!
It really took it out of me, lacking in energy and motivation reached a whole new level, I was even more out of breath walking upstairs than I am usually. There has been quite a lot of time spent lounging on the sofa, in between trying to tidy. ‘Cause although I’ve been feeling mega pants I have managed to do a little bit, we ended up with a fairly straight downstairs for a change. I haven’t even started to tackle upstairs yet! Need to attempt that when I’m not coughing every time I move! I would do a little bit, then sit down for a bit, then do a little bit, then sit down for a little bit more. There is no speed in anything I have been able to do.
I had an appointment with the consultant at the local antenatal unit this week. After reading the report from St Marys they wanted to see me for, well I actually have no idea what they wanted to see me for. In fact I found the whole appointment pretty pointless. I felt like I was doing quite a lot of the explaining about what was going on. They had a good feel of the bump, still plenty of extra fluid in there and I’m measuring about 35 weeks. I got to hear the heartbeat which I always love and I found out that my GTT results were normal, so the sugar in my water was definitely down to the massive slab of cake I ate!
I’ve also been to see Barbara about my blood pressure, which was fine although I’ve no idea how. I really, really had to access my inner calm for that appointment as the munchkin was being, how should I word this, a massive pain in my wobbly arse! She even told her she’d been naughty all morning! She is honest if nothing else!
Ok, so maybe I will apologise for whinging but sometimes needs must!
Hoping for a more positive less snotty week next week!