Mummy Bean
Parker & Dougs Mum
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Rant needed...
...So after suffering (sorry rather melodramtic) 8 weeks of the poorly named 'morning sickness' - which lasted all day long, and not being able to eat any of my fav foods as the smell of them made me run for the bathroom, even the smell of hubby fav aftershave was making me wanting to take the tv and set up shop in the bathroom as it was where i spent 90% of my day...
... i wake up on the day i turn 11 weeks and feel amazing (ok slight overkill...but felt normal) so devoured a bacon sandwich and enjoyed not having to physically drag my self out of bed and even had sex for the first time since conceiving...
...then after a beautiful two weeks where i am really starting to enjoy being pregnant and having the joy of telling everyone the news ...
...IT COMES BACK...and where does the MS decided to make an appearance...on the world's most busiest train to London...EEK...
... so as i am standing there staring at all the middle aged men in suits sitting down and i feel it coming... so i politley ask a young guy if he wouldnt mind if i sat down just for 5 min, as really wasnt feeling well and really rather quesy...he not so poliety tells me to get lost...so i have no other option and sit on the floor (yes no dignity) ...where another man tuts...and tells me to stop being stupid and get up...after the agonising 40 min journey i arrive at London bridge one of the countries largest station to find they have 1 yes 1 working toilet...which was not pleasnt!
... finally after making it to work the first thing spoken to me is 'blimey you like crap' which in turn makes me burst into tears right next to the glass window of my entire teams morning meeting...ARGH!!
...this is then followed by a day of 'concerned' ppl given me some insanse advice from when they were pregnant 50 years ago ( i know they were only being nice, but when your mascara is running down your face and your not sure if you will make it to the bathroom in time...it is the last thing you need)...
...what a day...rant over...apologies!
...So after suffering (sorry rather melodramtic) 8 weeks of the poorly named 'morning sickness' - which lasted all day long, and not being able to eat any of my fav foods as the smell of them made me run for the bathroom, even the smell of hubby fav aftershave was making me wanting to take the tv and set up shop in the bathroom as it was where i spent 90% of my day...
... i wake up on the day i turn 11 weeks and feel amazing (ok slight overkill...but felt normal) so devoured a bacon sandwich and enjoyed not having to physically drag my self out of bed and even had sex for the first time since conceiving...
...then after a beautiful two weeks where i am really starting to enjoy being pregnant and having the joy of telling everyone the news ...
...IT COMES BACK...and where does the MS decided to make an appearance...on the world's most busiest train to London...EEK...
... so as i am standing there staring at all the middle aged men in suits sitting down and i feel it coming... so i politley ask a young guy if he wouldnt mind if i sat down just for 5 min, as really wasnt feeling well and really rather quesy...he not so poliety tells me to get lost...so i have no other option and sit on the floor (yes no dignity) ...where another man tuts...and tells me to stop being stupid and get up...after the agonising 40 min journey i arrive at London bridge one of the countries largest station to find they have 1 yes 1 working toilet...which was not pleasnt!
... finally after making it to work the first thing spoken to me is 'blimey you like crap' which in turn makes me burst into tears right next to the glass window of my entire teams morning meeting...ARGH!!
...this is then followed by a day of 'concerned' ppl given me some insanse advice from when they were pregnant 50 years ago ( i know they were only being nice, but when your mascara is running down your face and your not sure if you will make it to the bathroom in time...it is the last thing you need)...
...what a day...rant over...apologies!