No again, this is dae’n ma heid in! I mean how hard can it be to get pregnant? For god’s sake I’ve had four kids (well, kind of). Let’s not go there eh? That new doctor, he says give it time Mrs Mullen, tae be honest , I don’t know if he’s up to the job, seems nice enough an that. That smear test he gave me last month , well, let’s just say he wis a wee bit rough if ye know what I mean girls. That procedure’s no a breeze at the best of times, I think Dr Brodie might have been a chimney sweep in another life . Believe me you men have it easy.
Thing is I’m beginning to get an awful feeling that it’s Jimmy, his wee soldiers seem tae have run oot of ammunition. Well, he better get a delivery soon or he’s getting fired doon tae the doc, nae messin’
I saw it on the telly that men in their forties have erectile what dae ye call it?
and it can be quite easily fixed. Seems hell of a young to be having problems in that department. I mean he wis daei’n awright when wee Madonna popped oot.
Am I jist being too greedy? Well I don’t think so , it’s no been easy this last wee while, what wae Bob runnin’ after that no good faither of his. I cannae believe he would dae that, kids eh? I blame masel, should have been honest, whit wiz I thinking? You jist do yer best.
Sometimes I think we should get oot of Shieldinch, make a new start, gie Madonna some weans her own age to play with. Och am so confused, ma hormones are all over the place, I jist wish that wee stick wid turn blue and gie us all a break.
If I’ve goat tae listen to that Eileen goin’ on aboot how bloomin up the duff she is I’ll throw up.
Mind you a did throw up a wee bit this morning, better jist dae one more check jist in case. Well girls ye would wouldn’t ye?
