36 weeks on Tuesday, and I just cried alone in my kitchen because my SO got home from work, I saw him for 60 seconds max, and then he had to leave again. It’s not like I don’t have plenty of stuff to keep myself busy tonight, but I thought I had maybe a half hour with him, and I did not.

Overall, I can’t complain. I haven’t been moody, irrational, testy, etc. this entire pregnancy. But I was so sad to not have any time with him today.

Sucking it up and carving up a cantaloupe for dinner tonight.