Over the weekend we did the 5k Race for Life (one thing off my summer list). The day started with thunder and it was raining but it was touching to see how many women still turned up to participate. Especially women pushing buggies and taking their babies along. The messages people wore for their loved ones left me all emotional but most of all I felt for my friend who was doing it in memory of her mum. I didn’t know what was worse, losing your parent to cancer or losing your child to cancer. I saw messages for both.
It didn’t help that it was just past ovulation and my uterus was saying all sorts. At the end we must have walked at another 3k because I was adamant I wanted Wagamamas. At that point my reproductive organs were screaming. See what I mean about being sensitive this month? It’s insane.
On the track we passed a bunch of ducks, swans and for the first time in my life I saw baby swans! Then I spotted what I thought were storks and shouted out (like the crazy infertile that I am) ..
Hey! Bring me my babies!
Only.. they were herons. Oops.