I seem to have entered a new phase, which consists of being exhausted and drinking my bodyweight in milk. Seriously, I am on 2 - 3 pints a day at the moment. And, after 3 hours unconscious on the sofa, I have now dragged myself to bed for what I hope will be 8 hours more. I do feel a bit like I am under the weather, but as my dear husband reminded me this morning, it is no wonder I am tired as I am essentially a factory for making a baby at the moment. A funny thought but true, that even when I am ostensibly doing nothing, I am actually doing something pretty demanding to my body.