I am just about getting used to this pregnancy lark, and yes I know that as soon as something becomes normal to me, some other horror happens like piles, Geez, don't we suffer enough without having bum grapes inflicted on us?*
Anyway as I was saying, I am lucky enough not to be working Full time which really suits me, but far from meaning I get more done around the house, I have simply just increased my sleeping and relaxing hours accordingly. Seriously at the moment my life is like living in a spa, although without the piles of crap around and lots of housework to do.... in fact who do I have to fire around here to get that done?! Don't get me wrong I have a LOT of important things to do, but I am currently milking being pregnant, after all I am not too stupid to realise that come June 09 this is OVER and I actually have to pull out my (rather pampered) finger and look after the Baked Bean.
Until then however, I figure that I am giving myself some great times to look back on and dream about when I am up to droopy knockers in poo and followed around by a screeching baby, then I will think back fondly about the day I spent reading in bed, all day only getting up to eat chocolates and slather my face in moisturiser.
So, on that note and as this typing lark is making me think of hard work I shall retire, to stuff my porky little face with Maltesers and paint my toenails......... whilst I can still see them!
So chill out fatties, the day of reckoning is fast approaching so put your feet up and relax.
*N.B Please do not take this as a public declaration that I have piles, whilst I may skim over the subject lightly mainly for its timeless comic value, one does not however discuss the royal butt.
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