Not really sure why I am starting up another blog....I guess it is suffice to say that there is stuff I want out that is in.
I am 18 weeks pregnant with H. I live in Sydney's north west with my partner D and son L.
Some days I am on top of things. I can deal with the fear and anxiety that L's autism generates in me. I can live with this damn gestational diabetes, insulin shots, carpal tunnel syndrome and incompetent cervix. I can even feel pretty f'n lucky for my life.
And then there are days like today, where I am hiding my sobbing red face from my son. Feeling ripped off about life, riding the waves of self pity and fear. Don't much like being like this.
My life is grand. Honestly it is. Maybe this will help me remember why each day.
1 comment:
I hope you are feeling better, I see this post is three weeks old. Pregnancy is hard enough without blaming yourself for things beyond your control.
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