A lot of whining...

Well, it's currently 2:53AM and I finally tossed and turned enough to kick my husband out of bed and on to the couch. Never thought that would happen, but I've only been asleep from 11pm to 1:40am this night. The rest of the time has been tossing and turning and moaning and groaning. I am truely sick of being pregnant. It's said that pregnancy and labor and delivery causes you to have a greater appreciation for your mother and I'm thinking this is just not true. I only stayed in 28 weeks and came out at just over 3 pounds. Where as Seporah is staying in for 9 months of discomfort (actually, technically it's 10 did you know that) and probably 9 pounds of discomfort (I hope to heavens she's not technically 10). So the way I see it my mom should be showing me extreme amounts of appreciation (well maybe not, I guess 3 months in the NICU was a pretty good scare huh?). You'd think that since I've been in pre-term labor twice, when the time came to actually want her out it would happen at just the thought of it, guess not, darn. Anyways I'm thinking I've got a pretty good trade off, I get my body back, and Seporah gets the world and my breasts. We've been discussing this trade off a lot but she doesn't seem to like it. Well, I guess it's 5 days and counting till D day. Hopefully no more, I'm ready to sleep...
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