I am super irritated today, and I think a large part of it is the constant pain from this little darling kicking me in the ribs and pushing on them until they burn. It stops mostly when I stand up, but my feet are swollen so I try not to be on them too much. I'd like to put them up and there is NOWHERE in our house where I can get them above heart level, so I feel like I'm being tortured by my baby. I've also been super hungry, and too focused on cleaning to feel like cooking much. Combine that with my 2 oz bladder, and aching knees, and the fact my rotten old sewing machine is doing a crappy job on the diapers I'm working on, and the spool of thread I was using wasn't wound right so I had to throw it away and I don't have much in the way of light colored thread to finish the job - I am just super annoyed. Dishes are piling up in the kitchen, and I don't feel like dealing with them. Ugh. I need a break, and I am so ready to eject this bruiser of a baby.<br><br>
On the bright side, DH finally moved the furniture around in the dining room and for the first time ever, I set up all my china in the china cabinet, got the dining room table where I wanted it and had leftover space for the baby swing! I had painted the dining room way back in Sept just before ending up in the hospital, and DH had just stuck things randomly around the room. It's driven me absolutely crazy for many months because it looked like a storage area. Now the house is starting to look homey and it's not going to be so embarrassing when people come over.<br><br>
So you'd think I'd be really happy now, but nope, I feel irritated for no reason at all!! DH doesn't know it though. I'm hiding it well.