Rise and shine!

Warning: this is a moany post. 

I'm not a morning person. I never have been. It's just not my thing. This pregnancy has absolutely made me hate mornings even more.

Firstly for the first few months I felt really sick every waking moment so that was unfun to wake up to. When I was asleep was the only time I didn't feel like spewing.

Secondly I'm normally a type 2 diabetic so being pregnant means I'm being treated as a type 1 diabetic. This means injections. It's supposed to be 10 a day but I'm kind of doing about 5-6. That's 4 insulin injections and then the rest are blood sugar tests. I've recently hit 400 injections so far. Waking up every morning and having to start all over again with awful injections is seriously hard.

And then of course we have the fact that at 8 weeks pregnant Tahu was diagnosed with brain cancer. This means every day we go to appointments, have conversations, deal with cancer stuff when we really hate it. It's so hard to wake up and know today I will have to do a bunch of stuff I really don't want to but it has to be done because it's the difference between life and death for my husband.

For someone who hates mornings, having so much unfun stuff in your day, every day, makes mornings even harder.