Absolutely exhausted today. I’m 37 weeks 2 days and nearing the end of my ability to function daily as anything other than a gestation machine. Being 40 makes a difference too. Today I woke at about 7:15 to have coffee with Sean, then collapsed on the sofa from 9 to noon, was overcome again by 2 and slept with Dorothy until 4. And I’m still tired!
I managed to wash enough dishes for Sean to be able to make spaghetti for dinner, which is good because the process of dishwashing knackered me again!
If you need me I’ll be on the couch. Zzzz.
