Hubby and I decided to go on holiday to his hometown. It was a great idea because c'mon..South of France? Ooo yeahh!! Except, I'll be lugging a 7 and half pregnant belly….and the not so best part? We'll be driving!
O my lord! How I dreaded and looked forward to this trip at the same time. I wanted to be close to the ocean...the beaches! Oo yess!!!! But the sun? The heat? Ooo nooo!!!!
Anyway, we drove and then it seemed like mama nature was cuddling and caring for me that the weather for most part of the drive was calming, cooling, stormy and even rainy!! Ooo yeah..it was heaven.
Of course I arrived with swollen sausages for toes (who wouldn't, on an 9 hour car ride) but I was happy with the weather. Me and my sausage toes were not going to be phased that easily. And then boom!! It's all going dark...I can't breathe...everything spinning.....I need to lie down. I think to myself, it’s probably because I’m tired from the ride.
A few days pass and again...dark....earth spinning, eyes turning, breathless, almost fainting...I think I need to lie down. Hubby: You ok baby? Low iron, maybe? Me: Oh no, I don’t think so. I just need sleep, I’m SO tired..**yawn**