As our little business moves along - slowly - and as we feel inspired to come up with ideas to grow and expand what we do, I have allowed myself the occasional flutter of excitement in my belly at the possibilities. Can you imagine how wonderful it would be to make a living doing something you really love?
Around the time I started this blog a few things had happened in my life that I deemed significant. Very ordinary things by most people's standards, but life changing for me.
My anxiety levels had peaked and troughed for many years, with the most significant impact being on my driving. Driving became something that made me fearful and certain roads became no-go areas. Driving alone was virtually impossible. I asked people to drive me places and made excuses as to why, I inconvenienced myself with public transport, I chose work closer to home and I became very isolated. I think on some level I even put off having children because that would mean that I would actually have to drive places.
Doing exactly what I wanted to do on Mother's Day - having a picnic at the park on a glorious autumn day.
Now for a nap...
I'm trying really hard to enjoy this pregnancy - really hard - because I'm pretty sure that two kids will be enough for us. It makes sense - there's two of us, we each have two hands, we have room for two in our little home, we can fit two car seats in the car, you know, two just makes sense.
Lately when people have been congratulating me on our pregnancy, I have noticed a phenomenon amongst those who have more than two children.
This pregnancy has been tougher than my first. Tiredness was
my main complaint with number one, but this time around the nausea has been
unbearable and the pain in my pelvis has been excruciating at times. Thankfully
my appetite has now returned, but the ongoing aches and pains have left me
feeling frustrated, short tempered, anxious and emotional.
