How a day can change

This morning I was fed up and gloomy. And this was not good, because today E is at preschool, our work has an enforced Easter 'shutdown' (forcing everyone to use their leave, which means I am home) and the sun was shining. This combination should make for much happiness.

But I was teary. I do understand that it was probably 90 per cent hormones, being 5 months pregnant and all. Mostly I was upset at the thought of how much weight I have put on this pregnancy: 10kg in 20 weeks. I had stupidly Googled 'weight gain pregnancy 20 weeks' and the computer told me 1-3kg was a normal weight gain for 20 weeks.

Gulp. That puts me waaaaaaay over.

This was pretty devastating. Mainly because it was morning tea time and I was starving but I worried that obviously I'd been overeating, so I'd have to go hungry.

I was also blue about spending a beautiful sunny morning stuck inside culling a toddler's toys (it had reached crisis levels - overflowing - and when else can I do it except when he's not here?). Sniff.

When I was taking the broken toys (how did we accumulate so many?) out to the bin I picked up the mail. I have been thinking about winning lately. I just had this good feeling I was in for a win. And there, in today's mail, was a letter from the Lotto office (I recognise their envelopes).

So I did a little visualisation. 'It's not $10,' I thought, 'This prize has three digits! Or four!'.

Opened it up...

$1936.75.

YEAH!!!!!

This couldn't have come at a better time, since the week in NZ plus a week's work shutdown means I have forgone two weeks of income (I am a casual employee). I took myself off to the local cafe in celebration. After my tuna sandwich I wandered along the street, looking for something I could have a little splurge on.

What did I come home with?

Two persimmons.

Why? Who knows ... possibly simply because I am pregnant!