A flu was the last thing I needed right now when I feel so heavy and tired - at the last stage of my pregnancy.
Our house still have no furniture, as our container sits at Rio's port waiting for the majestic spectacle of bureaucracy performed by Brazilian customs to come to an end and therefore we have very little to do in our new home.
I cannot find a proper position to sit and write or to sleep and my feet are getting swollen.
I'd call this pregnancy, move and re-start of our lives in Rio, an endurance test. Really, there is no better way to describe it.
All worthwhile, that's for sure. There is nothing better than being handed over your newborn baby. The explosion of love is indescribable.
Let me try and keep this in mind 24/7 in the tough weeks ahead.
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