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Week 36 - Thursday Thursday 2nd March 2006 Hubby was out last night and I devoted about two hours to sorting stuff out in the living room. By the end of it I was exhausted, I had heartburn, I had given myself backache and I felt slightly nauseous, but my goodness it felt better to have done it. I feel so much more organised now! Now at the weekend we just need to sort a few bits out, then next week Hubby will hopefully manage to get the new curtain pole up and we're ready. There are a few other bits I want to do whilst on maternity leave - like clearing out kitchen cupboards, sorting out the wardrobe etc. But those are extra bits that will make me feel better but aren't essential. No seat on the tube this morning. Honestly. My belly is so large I no longer have any tops that actually cover it properly, but even with my protruding belly all eyes turned away and ignored me. People are so bloody selfish. When I am in my normal non-pregnant state it never bothers me if I get a seat or not, as long as I have a good place to stand, an absorbing book and a pole to hang onto I'm happy. And I ALWAYS give my seat up to elderly, pregnant or other people who might need it more. Right, that's it. No more ranting about the dufuses on London Underground, I have only one more day of tube travel to endure and then that's it for another seven months! Woo hoo! I can't believe it's my last day at work tomorrow! I never thought I'd get here at one point but now it's here I'm all "Argh! No wait! Stop, I'm not ready yet!" I am actually dropping out of the real world for a full seven months to have a baby - a real baby! Ohmygodohmygod. Every now and then the reality of it all hits me for a moment, just for a moment, and then goes. I can't get my head around the enormity of what is about to happen to our lives, I can't picture it at all. I have difficulty even linking the lump in my tummy to an actual living breathing mini-me-and-hubby. It's going to be so weird. I don't even have the first clue how to change a nappy! Who the hell decided I was ready to be a mother? And why wasn't training provided? Don't Happy Computers do some kind of course..?
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