Today is my 35th birthday. I’ve been in a funk this week... I feel so uncomfortable and huge already and I’m only 14wks (2nd baby). I went to Starbucks to get my free bday coffee, only to find out they don’t honor the reward because it’s not a free standing location. Well we don’t have one in this town. So I paid for my coffee. I had to go to a work conference today, which ran an hour late, so I missed lunch with friends. It stormed 6hrs earlier then they predicted, so I became a drowned rat when we got out. I had to run errands after, and despite having an umbrella, got soaked and my shoes are ruined. By the time I got home it was almost 4, so no lunch today. I asked my husband to get a pizza for dinner... and when he got home it was the wrong crust. He also came home with chocolate covered strawberries. Sweet, right? Well I told him earlier this week the ONLY thing I wanted for my bday was cheesecake. And he gets those instead.... and I can’t even eat them because chocolate makes me super sick bc this baby hates almost everything I eat. Does he listen to me at all? And I feel like a shitty wife even mentioning it to him that I can’t eat them, so he is probably clueless. And now he took our 3yr old for a walk (we typically walk after dinner) but I didn’t want to go because it’s rained all day and don’t feel like getting covered in mud (we live in the country, gravel roads). So now I’m sitting on my couch alone, crying, thinking nothing has gone right today, all I wanted was cheesecake, and how pathetic my 35th bday is. Yes, I know I sound like a massive spoiled brat right now. None of this normally would bother me... so it’s obviously hormones. I just wanted to rant.