Hot Mess

Are you ready for this? The ultimate brain dump of all my brain dumps??? The truth is, I'm a mess right now. Yup, a genuine mess.

I can't keep a thought in my head.

I have dark circles under my eyes that are no match for any concealer known to man.

I'm uncomfortable at any given minute of the day or night.

I don't sleep well.

I have to pee every 5 minutes. (wish I was exaggerating)

My socks cut into my swollen calves by about 8:00am, I start cinching them down throughout the day and by the time I take them off I have a severe indentation around my ankles from the elastic. Therefore, I hate socks.

I hate pants.

I hate bras.

I'm ravenously hungry.

I have no patience.

I temporarily have lost my sense of humor.

My chair at work is broken so every time I sit down it "deflates" from the setting I have it at and falls all the way to the bottom. Suggesting that I'm "too heavy" for the setting I want it at. It's a very cruel and evil chair.

I ate a burrito last night with super spicy green chili in line with the "wives tale" that eating super spicy food can kick-start labor. I was left with heartburn and an upset stomach. Who are these "wives" anyway and where do they get off making up such lies!!!!

I'm sick of waiting. Period.

I'm aware I am being over dramatic and annoying but I don't care. I'm allowed. I've earned this right to complain. Yes, I'm lucky to be pregnant at all. I'm grateful for being full term. I'm blessed to have had two decent pregnancies. I am not taking any of this for granted and I hope you all know that about me by now.

It's just that I'm so very pregnant and so ready not to be. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to adjust my chair, my socks, my bra, my pants, eat my weight in cookies, choke back "no good reason" tears, and get back to being miserable.

Peace out.