Only Nine Days

Where did the whole of today go?

Mr Inland Revenue boogie man, along with papers that have needed filing for some time – and yet have begun to seriously irk me – have stolen this precious day. When each days is as significant as 10% they seem to fly by.

I'm trying hard to reduce the anxiety that I've been feeling that I 'won't get everything done', by just taking things at the pace at which they demand to be taken. Which is definitely much more relaxing. I feel much more in control. Until I think of EVERYTHING THAT NEEDS TO BE DONE.

Some cute things have happened too. I've just ordered some beautiful artwork to be printed on canvas and hung in the baby's room. Hopefully it will be here by Thursday. (Thank you to Lutfi who provided some of the hi-res imagery that I picked out from his collection – just for our baby!)

A changing table has also arrived to complete the nursery furniture. However, it still remains in its packaging as we're dreading building it. The previous items have been a DIY challenge to say the least – and no, it's not us, it's the poor instructions.

Some things which were ordered but were delivered incorrectly were taken away today by the nice delivery people – online shopping (and returning) has been a godsend for a fattie waddling pregnant lady like me.

I also listened to the Qur'anic chapter called 'Maryam' today, as I have been doing everyday, recited by the beautiful voice of Mishary Alafasy. So soothing to listen to. Almost eased away the pain of the tax return.

Tomorrow's tasks: finish the boring admin, see the midwife, and start getting the house ready for baby. Before we know it we'll be in my last week. What a journey.

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