I'm so miserable.
It hit me like a ton of bricks Tuesday. I am so tired. I itch like crazy. My feet & hands are so swollen I look like an elephant. My skin is dry and not enough lotion on the planet to help. I am so thristy but have to pee as soon as I drink something so unless I just stay on the toilet then that's impossible. I can't bend over to pick anything up. I can't stand up long enough to do the things I need to get done around the house. I have about 10 gift bags full of stuff to go thru. I have about 5 loads of laundry to do.
Ok I really could go on and on and on forever.
I'm so miserable.
I'm only 35 weeks, so I want say I'm not ready for him to be here. B/c I'm not. I want him to cook for a little longer. I want him here healthy and breathing on his own. No NICU for us, I so pray. I can be miserable for a few more weeks but I'm thinking all I can handle is about 3 more. Then starts the begging to get Little Man out.
ok I'm done complaining for now.
5 days ago




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