I love my husband BUT I swear, if he tells me to stop crying or stop being emotional one more time I WILL lose it.

I am growing our child in my tiny body, my body freaking hurts, I want to cry on/hug/punch every person I interact with, and I’m stressed with EVERYTHING that still needs to be done. We are 29 weeks pregnant and if I hear “I’ll take care of it” to something else that should’ve been done weeks ago I will go postal.

As of right now. We have no day care lined up because no one told me you have to be call to be put on a wait list as soon as you find out you’re pregnant !?!? Our one option isn’t calling us back.

Oh, and I failed my freaking glucose test so now I have to follow that strict diet for three days, fast, and then sit my stressed out tush in a lab for three hours worth of blood draws all alone.

And if I have gestational diabetes, I’m endangering my baby’s life. I was underweight prior to pregnancy and never drink pop or eat fast food - how did I end up with possibly having GD!?😩

And now my cat is throwing up everywhere. Awesome.

Can life/pregnancy just get easier???

Nope. It’s only getting harder and more uncomfortable.

Awesome.

You’d think my husband would listen to the two hundred times I’ve asked him to remind me that he loves me and thinks I’m beautiful (even though I feel like a walrus); but does he? Nope. I just fall asleep crying because I hate everything about my body.

I just needed to vent. Having a tough time. Feeling alone and misunderstood. Even though I’ve tried to talk about all this with him. Doesn’t matter. 🤷🏻‍♀️ in one ear, out the other.