Being induced June 1.... since yesterday I've been really down. I'm sure it's normal. My mind is flooded with all sorts of things mainly pregnancy coming to end, wondering if this will be the only time I get to experience it, processing all the upcoming events, juggling family visitors, anxious about breastfeeding, still focusing on how miserable I feel right now and not having an ounce of sympathy from my husband. I saw photos of me today and it just made my heart fall into my stomach. I have gotten so big, 63 pounds gained this far and my body is riddled with stretch marks. I woke up with a raging cold sore on my lip....great...now I can't cuddle my newborn in a few days bc of a fucking nasty cold sore. My MIL is here and I'm tired of entertaining her. I just want to lock myself in my bedroom and nap with my dogs til Thursday. I feel depressed today and I hope that doesn't get worse bc I hate feeling down and I don't want to miss happy moments bc I can't "kick" this depression. So annoyed, sad, pissed... ready to get off this ride.