Aren’t hormones weird?
You think you’ve been hormonal but nothing compares to the little blighters that flow through your being during pregnancy.
In the first few months, you are basically a nightmare to live with.
I’d be laughing one minute and crying the next. You can even be aggressive. When I was pregnant with Boo, Hubster complained about something-probably the meal I’d served for dinner or something and, with a bread knife in my hand, I hurled it at him.
Now I am not one to condone domestic violence in any way but thankfully, we do laugh about it now.
He even took a photograph of his little scratch as ‘evidence’.
Thankfully, this time, I’ve not been driven to violence (yet) but I am getting increasingly neurotic about home.
I was due to go to two blogging events-one of Saturday in Birmingham and one in London in November but I cannot bare to go.
I have no idea what is bugging me about going far from home.
I work in Manchester two days a week and that is 16 miles away from home and, at the moment, that is far enough for me. I even told the girl I sit next to at work that I was feeling homesick on Monday.
I might only be 24 weeks but I just can’t stand the thought of being too far from Boo or my home.
Maybe I’m nesting early. It is more than likely that I am just being daft.
Whatever it is, I will only be happy being within a 20 mile radius of home or having Hubster and Boo with me.
If you’re further away, I suppose I’ll see you in 14 weeks but I may have my hands full then.