I'm not gonna lie. Pregnancy makes me a cranky bitch. I know this, I recognize this and if you haven't seen me or talked to me much lately it's probably because you are annoying the shit out of me. Don't take it personally because it's truly not you, it's me. If there is one thing I've worked on over the past 5 years is recognizing when something is my issue versus someone else's issue.
All this crankiness is my issue.
My big fat, 30 weeks, look like I'm birthing an elephant because my amniotic fluid is high issue.
On Saturday I'll be 31 weeks pregnant and in the home stretch; however, 2 months seems like an eternity right now. As always I am uber grateful to just be pregnant and to have what looks like a healthy baby (despite her big belly from the extra amniotic fluid). I have good insurance, excellent doctors, and the cerclage is holding things together beautifully.
(OMG my daughter just wiped a booger on my hand. Excuse me while I gag.)
I'm not gonna lie though. I am uncomfortable. I am large, I cannot make any decisions or think about the future at all (did I mention we sold our house, close on April 26th, are moving into a hotel, having the baby May 13th, and moving to VA June 25th?), and I am just ready to be settled in VA, enjoying a glass of wine.
Do I sound whiney (whiny? whinie?) enough?
So bare with me while I spend the next 2 months in cranky blissdom. I'm trying not to infect anyone else with my bitchiness.
Hang in there, girl! The thought of being in VA instead of MA would be enough to keep me going :) Although, you're leaving right when the best weather starts! I also just want to share that I've been reading for a while and always LOL at your posts. My husband has definitely given me more than a few strange glances when I'm catching up on the blog from my Nook before bed.
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