I'm in the final stretch. I am so excited about meeting my baby girl but...I am a mess. I am so big and carrying so high. Nothing like my son who was low and easy going. This baby is stretching my diaphram to its max. The burning and discomfort is horrible. I am constantly out of breath. I can't bend over without pain. I can't stand on my feet or walk for any length of time without pain and discomfort. I am crabby and nasty and a horrible mommy to Joshua lately. I go from hugs and kisses to a mad woman. My patience level is non exsistant and I am yelling and threating spankings. Who the hell is this woman who has taken over my body? Even my sweet dh has noticed and is wondering whats wrong with me. I am tired all the time and it's just such a physical struggle to do anything that I am like why bother? I feel like a house I am so big.
And to top it all off I am so sad about the way I feel. When I was pg with Joshua I felt invinceable. I am woman hear me roar. I loved everything about being pg. But these last few weeks have been hell. I just want to cry all the time and I feel overwhelmed.
I am sorry to dump this on everyone but I needed to vent to sympathetic ears. Thanks, Tina~
And to top it all off I am so sad about the way I feel. When I was pg with Joshua I felt invinceable. I am woman hear me roar. I loved everything about being pg. But these last few weeks have been hell. I just want to cry all the time and I feel overwhelmed.
I am sorry to dump this on everyone but I needed to vent to sympathetic ears. Thanks, Tina~






I feel ya. I find myself getting really impatient with the kids these days. I think I am stressing about having a third child in the mix and it causes me some anxiety, especially when I am feeling challenged by the day to day stuff.



