I hate everyone.

I'm 39+2 today. I've had so many contractions that start and then stop after a few hours and I'm honestly so over it.

I'm so so so achy, exhausted, nauseaous, and irritable. I just absolutely hate everyone and everything around me. The anticipation is driving me crazy. I just want to sleep until labor begins. Every single day is torture at this point. I HATE THIS.

I just found out that my dad and grandma (who I saw and hugged the day after Christmas) tested positive for Covid on Wednesday. Fuck my fucking life.

GET THIS BABY OUT OF ME I'M SOOOO OVER THIS.