CharlieBeth's "My Life As Mumma Walker"

I had these friends when I was at Burnley College. we went drinking together a lot. The girls: Bee and Karen, and the lads: Stephen, Adam, Amer, Shaun and Mark. Not always all of us all the time, but Bee, Adam and Ste were the regular ones to come back to my mums house with me after the pub shut. We mucked about - all innocent enough and none of us dated each other although the photographs (which I still have) always look dodgy! There's one partricularly famous one of Ste and Adam in thier underwear in my mums frount room, one holding hadcuffs, and the other wearing rubber gloves.... which was then doctored to look like something from the Rocky Horror Show and plastered on the internet (my first use for the internet actually). Things being what they are, when I come to Lancaster I lost touch with most of them. Shaun I was engaged to for a while so he came with me, Ste got engaged to Ange and they had a kid toether, so I still heared about him from time to time until they split up,

And mostly because 2 nights ago I felt little Wiggle shuffle about!!!!! I was wanting to go for a pee, but Muppet was alseep on my lap and I didn't want to disturb her nap. I guess being squashed between a full bladder and a tubby (but beautiful) cat was not something Wiggle wanted and I felt a determined fluttering as baby tried to move into some space. I burst into tears and freaked poor Yorkie out who thought there was something wrong! But I assured him that I was just so happy to have felt the wee thing, and that the first time HE feels baby move he'll do the same! My lastest sets of test results have come back clear so I'm ok now, still no idea what was up with me. Some infection or other, but so long as me and Wiggle are ok that's all that matters. I'll be heading back to work too, although I have got rather used to being at home these last few days. Shame about things like bills and food that need money....

Yesterday I didn't feel too brilliant. As the day went on I felt worse and by bedtime I had a headache and felt really uncomfortable all over, had no appitite and felt sick. This morning I got up and ready for work, then as I drove away from dropping Yorkie off at his work I was sick all over the passenger seat and floor of my car. Actually while I was driving! So I pulled over, wound down the window, but opted vom into a carrier bag rather than have my head taken off by a passing lorry. Each time I have taken one of these penacilin tablets I have either come close to, or have actually been, sick. Usually between 20 mins and an hour after taking one. I'm thinking maybe I shouldn't be taking them! Wiggle certainly seems to want them out of my body and sharpish. So I drove home - trying not to gag again on the smell inside the car, but the fumes from the other traffic when I have the window down make me feel even worse. When I got in I tried to call the midwife, but she

I got a call from my Doc on Tuesday, not something I am used to getting at all. He called to tell me that he had my test results. And it turns out that I am NOT ameamic at all. In fact where a level of 12 is good, I'm at 13.2 or 13.5 or something (I forgot what he said, just that is was very ggod and not anything to worry about at all. That's all I needed!), so I have very good blood! What I do have is a water infection... Oh JOY! Still, its not like I've never had one before - all those years of medication for one infection after another before my op when I was 13 means I am more than used to them! Normally I can spot one starting very early on, but with the pregnancy starting to make me not recognise my own body or some of it's functions I had no idea this time. I have some penacillin to take for the next few days. In a couple of weeks I have to take another tube of wee to the docs, and that should be that. Doc was explaining how water infections are common in p

So Thursday was midwife day. Me and Yorkie spent the whole morning sorting the house out to make it look presentable, not that it would make a blind bit of difference as she and the student with her only sat in the front room, but something inside me says its important that the midwife doesn't think we live in a slum... And to give some credit, the rooms we cleared are still looking good! So I guess the nesting thing is kicking in now too! The visit went well, she talked us through some of the meetings and classes we can start attending from November, and what can wait until the New Year. She brought a whole load more leaflets and books and stuff for me to read, although I get the feeling she thinks I haven't read what I was given last time. I have, but my brain is Jelly and I don't remember most of it! She also took an arm-full of blood from me... I couldn't watch, but there were MANY tubes! Like up to 5 of them! I still have a brooze on the inside of my elbow! W

This is something I cannot shift. The constant desire to go to sleep. On the other hand, the morning sickness does seem to have gone for the most part. I do have the occasional moments of nausea, but nothing like as bad as I was. I'm getting my taste for things back too! Like chocolate! YUM! Not that I can troff down tons of the stuff like I used to be able too, but I can't troff tons of anything at the moment. I'm starting to miss things like having a drink now too. I've had one Mackeson Milk Stout (a 330ml tin at something daft like 3.2%) and a third of a tiny glass of cider, and that's it. But sleep seems to be the one thing that gives me the most hassle. I'm going to bed early most nights because I'm finding it hard to stay awake and I can't get comfortable sat on the settee or at my computer desk. If I'm asleep by 10pm then I wake up between 12 and 1am, and again about 4am to 5am. If I nod off a little later, like closer to midnight, then I&