It’s been hard work maintaining my composure lately. 4 teenage boys hit me and nearly mugged me for my bag in broad daylight. Thank god someone pulled out of their driveway next to where they had me surrounded. The hormone pills have me feeling like a 90-year-old nana who needs a nap to recover from her hard afternoon of doing nothing. My scan and blood test is tomorrow then the next day I start pessaries which caused all sorts of random pains last time. If last time had worked I would be 13 weeks pregnant today.Why yes, I am an optomist. You should hear me when I’m in a bad mood.
But…the fence was finished on Friday and I am still trying to wrap my head around how something so simple…a fence…can change a person’s life. It’s tall, we have complete privacy in our own backyard and the top is nice and sharp (I sliced my wrist when I slipped so I have proof!). I feel safer in my own home and I can’t wait to have a little one running around the backyard with no chance of prying eyes.