Rant. - Long.

So rant, and I'm sorry but I'm not, because I need to get this off my chest.

I'm dual military, have an almost 2 year old, and am about 7 months pregnant with #2. My husband and I were stationed apart starting in May, and two weeks later I found out I was pregnant. It was unexpected, not unwanted. So I spent the first 6 months of pregnancy separated geographically from my husband, working and single parenting.

Here we are, and I moved to live with my husband finally (yay!) but he's been in the field basically since I got here. So I'm still single parenting.

This is incredibly frustrating because terrible twos and the two year old sleep regression hit simultaneously.

All of this has led to me not being excited whatsoever for this baby. I feel like this pregnancy is just passing me by because I'm too busy trying to survive and do everything. I teeter between angry and sad. I wasn't like this with my first, I remember being excited and the intimate moments my husband and I shared excitedly awaiting our first.

No actual purpose here. I'm just exhausted and sad and annoyed as I tackle daylight saving time alone. Again.