Who all's still here? I thought I'd start a daily thread since we seem to be losing folks by the hour... Besides, this way we can all commiserate about how we're going to June and how miserable we are. :LOL
So... my life is all waiting to go into labor at this point. I'm fully intact, mucous and all, baby keeps switching sides and it seems like I will be pregnant forever, which I'm sure I won't be. If I go as long as I did with Aleks, I will be pregnant until June 6th. Maybe I should have joined the June boards as well so that I'd have been in the second round of folks having their babies over there. Maybe I'll just go cry. I'm offering frankly jealous congratulations to all the mamas having their babies as it's the best I can muster. At least this is the internet and there's no tone for which to convey my terseness. Of course, I've just gone and admitted it here, which is great. Here's a disclaimer - I will be happy for all of you, just probably not really as much as I can be until I've had my own baby!
Some moments I feel soooo crummy and depressed. I know it's just me being flooded with estrogen, but it's getting rather old. I feel lonely and isolated. I don't have anything to do and I'm more tired now than I've been. I really don't have much will to do anything either. I just wanna... do nothing, I guess.
So welcome to my pity party.
So... my life is all waiting to go into labor at this point. I'm fully intact, mucous and all, baby keeps switching sides and it seems like I will be pregnant forever, which I'm sure I won't be. If I go as long as I did with Aleks, I will be pregnant until June 6th. Maybe I should have joined the June boards as well so that I'd have been in the second round of folks having their babies over there. Maybe I'll just go cry. I'm offering frankly jealous congratulations to all the mamas having their babies as it's the best I can muster. At least this is the internet and there's no tone for which to convey my terseness. Of course, I've just gone and admitted it here, which is great. Here's a disclaimer - I will be happy for all of you, just probably not really as much as I can be until I've had my own baby!
Some moments I feel soooo crummy and depressed. I know it's just me being flooded with estrogen, but it's getting rather old. I feel lonely and isolated. I don't have anything to do and I'm more tired now than I've been. I really don't have much will to do anything either. I just wanna... do nothing, I guess.
So welcome to my pity party.











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Pity party, here I come!!! Yesterday was my 2nd EDD. Last night I was having some crampy BH that were around 5 minutes apart for around and hour or so, then I decided to try and get some sleep *just in case*. Of course it was nothing, well, I guess is was something... just not what I was hoping for. My baby has been flipping from side to side as well. I keep having dreams of my water breaking in the middle of the night, then I wake up all sweaty and I can't tell if it's sweat or not and I get all excited thinking maybe it did actually break. But, again, nothing. So other than the light spotting I still have from my MW checking me on Wednesday, there's really not a lot going on. My phone rings constantly with friends and family, "just calling to see how you are" or "just wanted to see if you've popped yet." Don't they realize that as soon as I have this baby, the word will spread like a wild fire and they'll know as soon as it's here?? Oh well, they all mean well, so I'll just keep that in mind. My pubic symphasis is killing me. Mostly at night when I get up 10 times to go pee. And I feel like an 85 year old arthritic woman. My wrists and fingers are soooooo sore all day long. And now that it's so hot outside, I don't have any super warm weather maternity clothes. So I actually put on a stretchy little sun dress yesterday. DH said I looked like a hoochie mama :LOL, but I didn't give a s**t, it was so freaking hot and there was no way I was going to put on anything else. It's supposed to be like 13 degrees cooler today. Thanks for throwing the pity party, Anna!