I don’t even know where to begin. I’m over it now, I’m kind done baking my baby boy, it’s time for his eviction.

I’ve never been more uncomfortable in my life. Sleeping, oh good lord forget about it. I can’t sleep for shit. I have the night sweats like no other, I have a fan in front of my face and a ceiling fan on too. My back feels like I’m sleeping on a wooden board.

I can’t bend over, I have to do a weird spider man squat because my stomach is in the way.

Everything around me pisses me off! The smallest thing makes me mad. An empty cup on the counter, instantly mad, dishes in the sink after I just put dishes away from the dishwasher instantly mad.

My hormones piss me off. Some things make me sad, most stuff make me mad

I have to take a stool in the shower. I’m anemic and I take medicine for it and sometimes it feels like it doesn’t work. When it doesn’t work, standing up makes me feel faint. So when I take a shower I have to bring in a stool because eventually I start to feel faint like. Making me want to stay in there even longer.

My little nugget is treating me like a punching bag. I love knowing that my little man is moving and is active. But I think I’m starting to feel Braxton hicks, my belly tightens and let’s go. It’s mainly in the front of my belly and down below near my pelvic area.

I’ve got 9 weeks to go and I’m ready for it to be over. Can anyone understand? Or have been in my shoes before?