This is so not fetch.

I have 8.3 weeks left, and I don't know how much longer I can take it.

I'm so over being pregnant. I am so thankful that I am blessed with being able to carry this child, and I have wanted him before he was even conceived. I feel guilty saying that I hate pregnancy when so many people can't experience it, but this has just been a miserable experience for me.

The only positive was when I was able to feel him start to move, but now I feel like he's stabbing me.

I can't eat. I can't breathe. My ribs feel like they're cracking into. My back isn't far behind my ribs. He's on a nerve that makes the whole right side of my body constantly numb tingle. I have restless leg syndrome. If I sit down, I immediately get very light headed and feel like i'm going to pass out. This is sitting in a chair or driving. I just can't sit period.

The list goes on.

Also, if my mother or one more person tells me "just wait. it gets even better." Or they try to "upstage" me I am going to lose my ever loving mind. I dont even want their empty words of encouragement anymore. You dont know what I'm capable of or how I'm feeling, and I won't try to act like I understand any other woman who is pregnant or has given birth is or has felt.

Someone get this little bundle of joy OUT OF MY BODY.

When he's safe of course. No matter how positive I am that i'll surely die if I carry him one more day.

sorry for the rant. I'm so over everything about pregnancy.