34 weeks, 1.41 stone heavier and half a brain lighter, and I am still waiting for the blossoming bit of pregnancy to kick in.
Too many hormones turned my brain into a substance similar to mushy peas. I recently went to a house warming party, only to discover that I was unable to follow a conversation, let alone say anything witty, funny or meaningful. For about 85% of the evening I found myself clinging to Big M’s sleeve. The […]