Week 8

I am starting to get over the very worst of this virus now, although I have still got a broken voice and if I use it too often for too long my throat starts to become very painful. There was no way I could teach this week, so I've had a third week off work. I'm desperate to feel well again and get back to work, and back to my normal self.

I've been feeling increasingly tired and sick this week. As awful as it is, I'm getting some comfort knowing that the pregnancy is OK and my body is behaving perfectly normally. I'm finding it a real struggle in the afternoon when my tiredness and sickness is at its worst and I have to be there for Stefan. By the time 6pm arrives, I'm totally shattered and can think of nothing else other than going to bed. The housework is suffering as I am sleeping when Stefan sleeps, instead of using the time to catch up with the chores. Nevermind. It will get done eventually.

I've felt quite lonely over the past few weeks. Not being able to get out of the house or go to my normal groups has left me feeling a bit down in the dumps. On Thursday, I really felt that I needed to get out of the house with Stefan, so we went swimming at Braunstone Pool. They had a baby/toddler session and we caught the last 20 minutes. We both really enjoyed it, although I'm not sure how much good it did me. Now that we don't go to the swim sessions at the gym since I cancelled my membership, I think it will become a regular thing for the two of us.

Some great news this week - Ray and Sarah gave birth to twins, Jack and Amy om the 10th.