Does anyone remember those horrible spinning apples they used to have in children’s playgrounds? The stuffy smelly round chambers of hell you would climb into and then stupidly turn the centre plate so you would spin and spin and spin until your insides wanted to escape, it would all end with you stumbling around in the wood chips like a tranquillised buffalo . . .
Yeah, that is how I’m feeling today, thanks Bean.
To be honest, I have cruised through my first trimester without a hitch, no morning sickness, no funny business (god I hope I didn’t just jinx myself), so I really should be thanking my lucky stars. A little bit of dizziness can’t be THAT bad, right?
Fingers crossed it doesn’t stick around for too long, I can’t imagine ‘drunken rhino’ is a good look.