
And so it goes on, spewing every other day now. At least once it's over, it's over. Much better than a whole day of nausea.

On Saturday H took me to Fort Kinnaird for a maternity induction. I was not having a good day - worries about work, redundancy, oh and that baby. We had to start off in Next and ease me in gently until I was ready for Mothercare. Actually I will never be ready for Mothercare. Horrific. I learned what a bump band is and had a quick look at buggies. Had to stop when I noticed we'd paused at a double buggy. I'd already seen 2 sets of twins that day and that was just about enough to tip me over the edge.
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