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My maternity leave officially started yesterday. I'm glad I don't have to go to work, with this weather - it's awfully hot, I get all sweaty even if I'm just wearing underwear. This morning I was fully awake at five.
In six weeks, I'll be a mother. Feels weirder eveyday, because I still don't feel ready for this responsibility.
At this moment in their pregnancy, most women give the finishing touches to the baby's room, but I haven't even started, because my husband's sister still has to tell (no, not bring, tell) us what she's going to lend us >_<. Even if she hasn't by then, I go shopping next week though - it's getting more and more difficult to move for me, so I can't wait anymore. My husband doesn't seem to understand that if we don't do this together now, he'll have to do it alone later. Sometimes he really is too phlegmatic.
In six weeks, I'll be a mother. Feels weirder eveyday, because I still don't feel ready for this responsibility.
At this moment in their pregnancy, most women give the finishing touches to the baby's room, but I haven't even started, because my husband's sister still has to tell (no, not bring, tell) us what she's going to lend us >_<. Even if she hasn't by then, I go shopping next week though - it's getting more and more difficult to move for me, so I can't wait anymore. My husband doesn't seem to understand that if we don't do this together now, he'll have to do it alone later. Sometimes he really is too phlegmatic.