In my first trimester when I was carrying The Little Girl, I used to feel nauseous, so nauseous it kept me up all night reading the Al-Qur'an and solving crossword puzzles while snacking on almond biscotti and sipping ginger tea.
This time, I am so exhausted from caring for The Little Girl all day long once she returns from playschool at noon that I would konk out with her at her bedtime, at about 8.30 p.m. daily.
Only to be awakened after a few hours in the wee hours of the morning either from breastfeeding The Little Girl or trying to suppress heartburn or nausea from The Little Bean.
The upside? Lots of ironing gets done!
*big satisfied grin from looking at neatly empty laundry basket*
Can you come over and do our ironing when yours is done? :)
ReplyDeleteMy LaundryMonster has this ability of multiplying as soon as I have ironed the final piece in the basket *gasp* Is yours more tame?
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