Okay, time to come clean! Constant tiredness and permanent nausea is the enemy of writing and whoever called it 'morning sickness' was having a laugh, it ought to be called 'all-day-every-day sickness'. Yes, I'm pregnant. Had my first scan today and everything is as it should be so I thought it was time to tell the world.
Hoping as I head into my fourth month of pregnancy the nausea will wear off and I'll get back to writing. Here's a small poem offering, it's not much but it's all I've got for the moment -
Waves rise from nowhere
like the water pearl