I feel slightly energetic today.
I won't take it for granted.
My boys are less active today; still moving but not overly excitable.
Probably due to my nesting.
I wish I wasn't on my own, but I just keep busy to try get used to the idea of being on my own.
By 1pm I'm feeling less active, and rather uncomfortable; my bump feeling beyond heavy and rather tight.
No matter what I've done, it hasn't helped.
I'm currently laying in the giant bath, trying to relax and make this ache die down.
It's lasting for like 45 seconds at a time, but it's only every 9 minutes so I wouldn't say it's time yet, right?
As I lay there, I imagine my sons, my Douglas and Derrick.
Will they have dark hair like their dads or light like me?
Will they have blue, brown or green eyes?
"Argh shit!" I gasp as a pain takes control of my body.
A steel band tightening around my stomach, and hot stabbing period pain in my back.