Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Antsy in Your Pantsy. Oh...and Crabby, Too.

I am now 31 weeks pregnant. I feel hot, fat and annoyed. I have finally reached the point in pregnancy where I am miserable and ready to deliver. Obviously, I know that Caleb isn't quite ready yet, but I sure am! I am waddling for Pete's sake!

In some ways, it is good to be able to just say I feel like any other normal pregnant lady. I am sweating even when I am just lying still in bed...even with my air conditioning on! It has been near or over 90 degrees every day for over a week now and I am starting to think that this is what summer is going to be like. So much for mild.

I have been having nightmares and waking up to go to the bathroom about every 2 hours. I am exhausted, but I can't sleep. All of these things are signs that I'm getting closer to the end; including the fact that I have an extremely short fuse these days. I always feel like I'm going to blow up at any minute...or cry. Stupid hormones.

Did I mention that Caleb doesn't want me to sleep? His favorite midnight past-time is kicking and punching whichever side of my belly I am laying on. So basically, he beats up the bed and it makes it extremely difficult to sleep. I can't even begin to tell you how fun it is to go to work in the morning when you haven't slept. I am just looking forward to my maternity leave, which begins in just six weeks. Boy, it couldn't be soon enough! Those six weeks will fly by, but right now it seems like at eternity. I'm glad I have Imola to take my mind off of how tired I am. I just wish she could share some of her energy.