
I am at the point of my pregnancy where I am miserable!
I cannot sleep at night. The heartburn is ridiculous. And I am HUGE.
People keep asking me for preggo pics but they are nuts if they think I am going to photograph myself this FAT.
I have about 11 more weeks. And it is hot. And its going to get hotter.
I need to be patient. But I am not a patient person. This is the part of pregnancy where you still have a long way to go but you are just uncomfortable enough to wish the next 10 or so weeks would fly by.
But I would be in major trouble if Baby Bean came now. First of all, she isn't ready. Second of all, besides baby clothes, I have NOTHING for her to sleep in, ride in, burp on, pee in, etc. NADA.
I gotta get going on buying some baby stuff!
Plus to add to the misery of what is already a difficult summer, one day after visiting us in Richmond my mom fell and shattered her knee cap. She is in surgery as we speak.
The feeling of helplessness in not being able to be there for my family is beyond measure. I HATE living so far from everyone!
Ok, enough of my gripe fest. I just needed to air out some of my frustrations!

Joy often comes after sorrow, like morning after night.............................................................
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