Isn't it the truth.
I'm tired of the labor/contraction dreams. I can't get away from it any more. I'm tired of getting up to go pee every hour. At least when breast feeding a baby you can just have them right there along with the diapers and what ever else you need and not get up over and over.
I'm tired of th heartburn, the confused bowels, the nausea, the crankiness, the never ending labor... the list goes on. I would like to pull the weeds in my flower beds... but I can't get down there to do it, and I can't seem to talk dh into doing it.
I want a grilled egg and cheese sandwich... but we are out of cheese

That made me want to cry.
I'm supposed to start a class Monday but I'm going to go cancel. AT this point it doesn't look like I'll be going into labor in time to not worry about missing a class because of labor.
I'm stuck in the house thanks to gas prices. It's 60 out side already so it should be a nice day to go to the park and walk... but that takes gas... I wish we had side walks around here. I'm not walking with my two year old down a two lane curvy hwy to go to the park.
I went from crabby to happy now to a cry baby didn't I. I wish I did have some cheese with this whine.
