Rough day. No reason. Must be hormonal fluctuations. Intense fears regarding the health of the baby, the upcoming birth, the lack of readiness I seem to be feeling in preparation for his arrival. I know these sorts of thoughts are normal, and even healthy for a pregnant woman to be experiencing but that knowledge doesn't make it any easier for me. I am huge now. Strange men have been saying ridiculous things to me when we are in public places (for example, in the grocery store, "Would you pass me that 'watermelon' so I can ring it up" and "Whoa! You got twins in there? No? Wow, Are you sure??!!", waiting at the street corner, "Do you need a ride? I'm really worried about you!", and walking to the post office, "Looks like someone's about to drop!!!" I suppose these comments may sound somewhat endearing but I can assure you, they are wholly annoying.
My back is beyond sore, My pelvis feels like it is about to smash apart into 100 pieces, I can't manage to roll myself out of bed in the middle of the night to make yet another bathroom trip because of the excruciating pain, and I am so tiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrrred. And grouchy. Poo. Bleh. Grrrrrrrrr. WAAAA!
We attempted to run errands this morning & afternoon, as I had a small list of the last few things needed before the baby comes. We went to a few different stores, only to come out with nothing. It was a fruitless trip and I was wholly deflated, and started to get really depressed that I wouldn't be ready, That everything wouldn't be perfect...Yes, I know, crazy pregnant thinking. And the thing is, I was fully aware of this and yet it made no difference. I hope this baby comes sooner than later because I am going crazy!
Of course, I will be totally fine tomorrow, even giddy. I love it.
Alrighty then, I am done with my little dance of complaint.