Pregnancy is really hard, especially when your husbands’ responsibilities have increased tenfold within the pack, your best friend is suffering amnesia and doesn’t even remember you and your twins like to use your bladder as a trampoline.
The sickness has finally passed, but the heartburn is ferocious now.
I feel isolated here, I really miss Anna and my family and Alex because he seems to spend more and more time away from home, especially since Anna was shot and I know he must cover his brother. I know Andrew is struggling too but sometimes I wish I were somewhere on the list of Alex’s priorities.
I am scared of giving birth, I’m fear it will happen quickly when I’m alone and something will go wrong, I’m scared of looking after twins by myself when they are born.
