Ok so excuse the shouty capitals....
WHY THE BLOODY HELL HAVE I BECOME SO BLOODY CLUMSY?!?!?!?
Like seriously, that's twice in 2 days now that I have had to chase the roll of foil around the kitchen (not that you can actually swing a cat in my kitchen) but really! Why can't I keep hold of things, why am I being so clumsy, why am I becoming a slow moving blob of mess that can barely do the simple things in life without messing up.... Let alone care for little people when they arrive.
Jesus H Christ!!!!! I'm turning useless!!!! I tell you, it's all this stupid wrapping up in cotton wool crap that has completely turned me into weak and feeble mess. Jeez I used to carry ridiculous weights and pull ridiculously large roll cages full of stupidly heavy stuff and I used to lug tree trunks about and all that other... Rather manly stuff.... Now I'm just a useless mushy pile of eurgh-ness.
I wanna be able to go crazy and show how strong I am, not somebody who has to rely on everybody else to even lift a pencil for myself.
I AM NOT MADE OF GLASS!!!!!!!
Today.... I do not like being pregnant 😭