Halfway

Roll on July. It's the only thing that's keeping me going. I've had both the best week and worst week in a long time.
Best because we saw our baby-lubba, scratching its bum, looking might fine and perfect. The sonographer was great and kept referring to it as "the baby", not him or her.
I've had the worst week because my job is so so tough at times, and i have the staff from hell. I've been on a trip this week with 30 16-year-olds. No trouble, and i let them all out at lunctime to have lunch in Russell Square, but lots to organise and stressful all the same. They were amazing though. Going back, the tube was packed and the minute there was a seat they all shouted "miss, miss, there's a seat for you". Cutey pies.
Now i have two weeks off and will rest like i've never rested before. We're on the hunt for a pram at the moment. It's crazy, far too many to choose from and far too expensive. We've had a look at second hand ones as well but have already come across one scam, so a bit worried about that. My only requirement is that it's small and red. I really want a bugaboo but there is no way i'm spending 800 quid on a pram.
Last night i tried to go to the pub. I had denim skirt, flip flops and sunglasses, hurrah, but then i had some food which exhausted me, so i went home at 5. Besides, i was so annoyed with all the people putting cigarette smoke in my breathing space. Selfish! Why are people still allowed to smoke in beer gardens? Annoyance number 2 was all the children running around the garden. People laughed about my so-called maternal instincts kicking in, but i don't like children. Other people's children. I especially don't like children of yummy mummies who think it's ok for their brats to run around in a space designed for adults. Not okay!
No, it was much nicer to go home, watch tv and fall asleep.