I know I should be super grateful to be able to be blessed with a child, and I am. I honestly thought I would never be able to have children, and so when my husband and I found out we were expecting, I got so excited.

I have been trying my very best to have a good attitude about being pregnant, but I broke down today. I was given an antibiotic for an infection that I didn’t even know I had, and it gave me an infection on top of the infection that I already have. The midwife who gave me the antibiotic wasn’t my normal midwife, so I’m really frustrated. I had to go to the hospital for severe cramping and found out I had BV.

I’m 35 weeks pregnant, and I’m just very exasperated. Everything hurts, I don’t sleep more than an hour a night, and now I can barely eat without either throwing it all up or having crazy heartburn. I just need to bite the bullet and make it through the next month. I’m almost there. I have a great support system (my husband just went to the store alone to buy me an OTC medication for my yeast infection, and I know how weird that was for him).

Sorry, I just needed to get it out. I know my little girl’s gonna be worth it. I’m just kinda struggling at the end.