Cooked. Ironed and packed Zaid's stuff. Cleaned. Sorted out a bunch of shit and I felt so productive. Now it's 9.30 and…

Cooked. Ironed and packed Zaid's stuff. Cleaned. Sorted out a bunch of shit and I felt so productive. Now it's 9.30 and I feel like I'm falling ill 😭 the bright star in all this is I'm FINALLY feeling my little baby move inside of me! I felt it from 14 weeks with Zaid and I was beginning to worry with this one. But yayayay. 😁