You know that feeling you get when you draw a nice bubble bath, scrub every inch of your skin, put on a face mask and settle in to read some Maya Angelou with your face mask on and….your doorbell rings and it’s friends who “were just in the neighbourhood” and thought it would be a great idea to surprise you with a visit?
Yep. That’s how I feel now. Week 5 has shown up armed with an extremely keen sense of smell (even my husband smells different), very tender but only slightly fuller boobs and to say the “frequent urge to pee” is the understatement of the year. I am almost certain I could single-handedly irrigate a small vegetable garden. For someone who already peed a lot in general (enough for people to remark on occasionally), can you imagine what “frequent” means to me?!
Well, they are here now. Here’s hoping they are not the type of guests who overstay their welcome.