Ok, I sound like a broken record, but I need to celebrate. Despite liking my work, I had enough of daily trips to the centre, fighting for space on trains and tube and in the streets with stressed workers and annoying tourists. Plus, we leave far, so it takes me at least an hour to come to and go from work, including three changes – 2 trains and 1 tube. You get use to it after a while, but when you have a growing belly, it’s the opposite – you get tired, not used to it.
So, I’m sooooooooo happy that from Saturday onwards I can just relax and put my feet up and sleep during the day and organise the rest of the things for the baby, etc.
Tomorrow I have another midwife appointment. I can’t remember if I wrote about it here already – I can’t remember loads of things – butin last appointment, a week ago, my blood pressure was higher than expected. Nothing serious and probably due to being extremely busy at work, dealing with wedding, house, baby, events, etc, at the same time. I love being a busy bee, but I went a bit ahead of my limit. Anyway, thanks to that, my appointments are now weekly, as opposed to bi-weekly, as high blood pressure needs to be closely monitored (even though the midwife is not too concerned).
Why am I writing about this now? Because I’m going to get to work late (around 12-ish), I’m having lunch with my colleagues/friends at work, half of the company will be away in (community event), our department leaves around 4-ish on Fridays… It leaves what? 1 or 2 hours of work? And then – uhuuu – I’m off!
Gonna get a cab home to take all my presents with me. 😀