Half of a Yellow Sun

Arrived safe and sound. Terrified out of my mind with what tomorrow’s scan appointment will reveal. It’s been a nerve-wracking month! Am I pregnant? Am I not? Why am I spotting? Is this normal? What was that twinge? Was it a fart? Or a need to poo? Is that a cramp?  Am I having a miscarriage? What does Google say? Oh my God, why did I check Google? I might be dying!

 The only good thing about today being the last night before I know what’s what is that I brought a really really good book along with me. I’m reading a fabulous book that has me enthralled. “Half of a Yellow Sun” by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie really is well worth the read. Never judge a book by its cover. I thought it was going to be lame and boring, one of those political snore galore books. Was I ever wrong! The book had me captivated from the first page. Read it if you haven’t read it yet!

Thoughts of finishing the book tonight is making me more worried than any of my other woes because if I finish it now, the whole night will loom ahead of me with ceiling-staring, blanket throwing and lots of sighs of despair. Thank you Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. Your book is keeping me sane during this long night of infertility/IVF/ICSI woes. Whatever tomorrow’s outcome, I’ll always remember your book.

Plus I need something to read whilst I’m waiting for my scan tomorrow. I just can’t read the magazines with all the baby stuff. It’s like tempting fate. Maybe I should just go and finish designing my cabin bedroom.
 I started in the bus but I’m not getting how I go from the sitting room to the bedroom. And what about the bathroom? Is it ensuite? Because if it is then all my six dinner guests get to traipse through my cosy cabin bedroom. That doesn’t feel right. And if it’s not ensuite, it can’t be too near the kitchen. That’s just gross having a toilet and kitchen leading into each other. But the cabin is miniscule. Hmmm...

No. I need to put Chimamanda’s book aside till tomorrow and climb into bed (I brought my so-heavy-you-cant-lift-it-with-your-feet blanket with me because it is frigid out here!); close my eyes and figure out my cabin bedroom and bathroom.
Night night!