If you’re pregnant, put your home on the market.
I’m not alone here so this could be one of the Borg-like qualities we acquire as part of the collectively pregnant when our bodies are flooded with hormones and our minds are filled with fear.
It’s not important where you live, it’s that your house is just not big enough, good enough, safe enough, close enough to the right schools … It’s just not right. Could pregnancy be the female equivalent of a male’s mid-life crisis? Going through some changes … better make them good. It’s no surprise that I found myself packing boxes 5 weeks away from my due date. Packing boxes and training a new Ridgeback puppy. Packing boxes, training a puppy … and on the phone 24/7 trying to arrange finance for our new home when our existing home didn’t sell in time. We cut it fine. I got us into our new home, and our furniture arrived the night before my planned date.
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