I was super queasy yesterday. Thankfully it never delivered but sometimes the unresolved feeling is worse.
Anyway. Naturally, I started hoping it meant I was pregnant. Sigh. No, we’re not trying and I’m 99.99% sure I’m not… and… we’re waiting for the right time. But I’m brooding right through it all. Clearly.
It’s getting to the point where I’m kinda pitiful around babies and pregnant women. Especially newborns and ready to birth mamas. All that birthing energy just sweeps me in and I want a baby and I want it now! So of course I want to rub the bellies and cuddle the babes… which can get a little awkward. Especially as keen as I’m sure I come on. LOL. Sorry pregnant/newborn people. I’ll try to tone it down. Sort of.
hapa, nyumbani 