September, September

I feel tired, oh so very tired.

I wish that Rob was here in this big lonely house. So that I can drive to the shop in my pyjamas with messy hair, and he can go and get the shopping, including fox's crunch cream biscuits, whilst I stay put.

I wish that he would make us dinner, and then I would do the washing up.

I wish that I could have eaten ravioli on toast for dinner, but I had to settle with half a can of beans instead.

But most of all I wish that we could watch the baby swim around again, and Rob could hold my hand and be smiling. But we have to wait until September.

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My mother returns back from holiday on Saturday, so I will have some company.
I really hate going to sleep by myself here.

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My old friend evening tension headaches and mini migraines seems to have gone away for a while, I'm just waiting for the all consuming tiredness to stop.

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Oh, and I'm 14 weeks today!

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My bath awaits me, and I do not want to keep it waiting..

Good Night!