Not to sound like an ungrateful pregnant woman, but I’m really ready to be done with this whole pregnancy thing. I’m at the point now where I’m sleeping for maybe 45 min to an hour at a clip, between getting up to pee, flipping around from side to side, feeling like my hips are going to crumble and then staring at the ceiling for hours for no reason. I’m exhausted, and when someone tells me to get my rest now, I really want to cry. I think last night I slept for a collective 3 hrs, and I’m now sitting here at my desk ready to literally fall out on my keyboard.
I know it will be tough when the baby gets here too, so I’m not delusional about that, but at least this gigantic belly won’t be in the way… and C will be able to help out too.