I’m 27 weeks pregnant with my baby. Yesterday, at church, I went to sit in a chair. And the chair broke. 😳 Great the fat pregnant girl broke a freaking metal chair. The truth is the chair was cheap and faulty. The church has had issues when them warping and breaking. But my pride is still pretty hurt. It was in front of a huge group of people after a funeral.

The fall was pretty bad. I was hurt. Knocked my hip and side pretty badly. Took the air out of me. Had aching all over and in my belly. But the baby was moving pretty good.

I didn’t go to the hospital. But I called my OB this morning. She sent me to the hospital for monitoring.

I’ve been monitored for most of the day. My baby boy is just fine. I’m banged up. Sore. Tired.

My mom had come to watch my kids while we were at the funeral. But when my going to the hospital delayed her leaving, I felt more of a burden than anything. She never flat out said, but I think she was annoyed. She hauled out to head home ASAP when I got home which is over two hours. After giving me a lengthy list of the things she took care of while I’ve been at the hospital. I didn’t ask her to clean. I was thankful she was willing to help with the kids when we lost a friend unexpectedly.

My husband has been with me the whole time. I’m pretty sore. Emotional. Tired. I’m supposed to rest and take it easy for a couple of days.

It’s been a long weekend with a death and now this. I feel like I’ve been nothing but a burden to everyone around me. I’m sore. I’m trying to keep it all together.

I’m thankful the baby is fine. I’ve never fallen during a pregnancy. And it was hard hit.

I’m sitting in this chair waiting on my oldest to get home from school. My belly is aching which is par for the course right now.

I’m frustrated. I have so much to do. I hate having to rely on my husband who has not gone to work today to sit with me at the hospital. I’m pregnant not helpless. But I have to do what’s best for the baby too. I have two other kids to take care of.

Just feeling very overwhelmed.