I had a pretty bad day yesterday.

The night before I barely slept, the dog kept barking at coyotes, the babies kept waking up. All keeping me awake while husband slept like a log. So little one woke up for good at 515 and I had a screaming headache. The rest of the day was just downhill.

I cried at everything.

Babies crying. Season finale of Masterchef Canada. Everything.

Husband kept asking what was wrong and I can only tell him I didn't sleep and have a headache so many times before I get frustrated.

Yesterday I cried too much, was too short tempered with the babies, didn't eat well, was hating husband, was frustrated at all the animals on the farm, wanted to give up and abandon my garden because I felt useless and like I was failing.

I was nauseous and starving. Thirsty and bloated. Hot and chilled. Angry and sad. Loving and hating.

It was just a really bad and emotional day.

However by the end of it husband helped me give the garden the proper watering it needed. I rocked Piper to sleep longer than normal so I could hold her in my arms and tell her how much I love her. I read Sawyer his story a couple extra times so I could lay in his bed a little longer and tell him I love him. Then husband and I had a steak dinner then ice creme in bed. And we got the dog to sleep inside so I could sleep without him barking.

So I guess it turned out ok. But those terrible days of flooding pregnancy emotions are hard. I have to admit it was probably my most emotional day I have had with any pregnancy. Just need to keep breathing and remember that all the hormones are worth the wonderful gift soon to come.

Thanks for listening. I just needed to vent.