Stress/Anxiety/Etc, etc.
When I was pregnant with Gabriella, I used to lie awake at night trying not to get panic attacks about things like the impact of my pregnancy on the environment and how her dirty nappies would contribute to the 4% of nappies that fill up UK landfills. Or how millions of people across the planet died everyday due to warfare, disease, poverty, etc or infant mortality rates or if I was going to give birth to the next Caligula.
But right at this minute, when the first few weeks of pregnancy brought me bouts of 14 hour sleep marathons as opposed to the insomnia I now have, I’m worried about the pennies. Every last one of them that I’m going to need to raise not one, but two children that I do not have and do not know at this very moment how i’m going to make. I’m second guessing every decision/purchase I’ve made in the last 12 months and despairing over the money I could have, would have, should have, but didn’t save.
God, I should really just go to sleep, huh?
