In an hour, I'll be 41w2d.
I can't even describe how hard it is to be this pregnant, in August, while caring for a 3 year old. In all honesty, I've had a ton of help with Jeb, but I'm still the mom. You can't EVER turn off the "mom" button.
I can't move.
The heartburn brings me to tears.
Everything brings me to tears.
I have painful, regular contractions that get my hopes up almost everyday... only to fizzle out. It is a total mindfuck.
I have insomnia. Most nights I get 4 or 5 hours of broken sleep. You'd think mother nature would help pregnant women sleep BETTER since, you know, we'll soon be in newborn sleep deprivation hell.
My husband is AMAZING. Thank you, Lord, for such a good man. But? He's tired of watching me be miserable. I can't blame him.
I WANT TO KNOW IF THIS BABY IS A BOY OR A GIRL.
That's all.
