I woke up incredibly emotional this morning. I think some of it has to do with wishing I could relax all day but I have chores and a toddler and that's not gonna happen. I walk into the living room and kitchen and see the mess waiting for me. Dishes from the night before I wish my s.o could've taken care of. My toddler is already grabbing things from the fridge and running around while I chase him. My s.o asking me how I'm so aggravated, it's only the morning. I'm tired. I'm aching all over. We just moved into a new place and trying to get everything situated by the time baby gets here is difficult with a hyper toddler that destroys the house if I keep my eyes off of him for a second. My s.o puts his headphones on Abe and binge watches a show and I can only wish you get time to myself like that. I feel envious of people I see on social media traveling and going out having fun with old friends, while I'm stuck at home everyday doing the same routine. It's just so many little things I'm letting get to me..and I'm crying for really no reason other than feeling sad, aggravated, tired and knowing it's not going to end anytime soon because a newborn is on his way is enough to make me scream. Sometimes motherhood is fun and I love it. Other times the reality of losing so much of yourself is enough to give you days like today. Hopefully tomorrow is a better one. To all you mamas out there feeling like I am today. You're not alone.

Edit: My s.o, although sometimes unaware of what I have to deal with being pregnant and a toddler full time, does pitch in and helps me when I ask for more help. I haven't been asking for much help around the house or anything else since he works full time and is already concerned about bills, and I feel my added stress won't be good. But after waking up practically in a mental breakdown, I'm sure he's going to pitch in alot more, he even called me before going into work apologizing for not helping more and reminded me of the great job I'm already doing.