Today’s view is courtesy of the fact that I had ALL the plans today; go for a walk♀️get rid of moving boxes get some work did
I have done the grand total of 0 of these things ♀️ Monday to Friday, it’s like I completely forget that I’m Preggo (except my lunch hour where I eat for a family of 4)
This weekend though, it’s hit me pretty hard and I’m just exhausted. Moving, my first month at work and being 4 months pregnant - why wouldn’t it?!
I’m not, nor do I need to be Wonder Woman and do everything. So, I’m spending the day in bed, watching terrible TV and if I happen to eat my own body weight it chocolate, so be it Doesn’t really hurt that my view is Central London either, does it?