34 Weeks and over Every Damn Thing

I will be 34 weeks tomorrow, and I am so done with literally everything in my life right now. Up until now, I have been riding my exercise bike 5+ times per week and trying to eat somewhat healthy. It is painful now to ride it, I get constant Braxton Hicks while I do, and I am so exhausted I don’t have the energy to make myself do it. I’m about ready to say fuck it and not exercise until after the baby. I have been so tired I don’t want to cook. Now, some of this is because my 2.5 year old has decided the past month to wake up every hour all night long for no apparent reason. I have been getting 3 or maybeeeee 4 hours sleep per night if I’m lucky. Last night I got 2. I’m still working from home because of covid, and I’m so tired I feel like I can’t really do my job well. I zone out half the day and don’t give a shit. I’m sick of having constant abdominal pain and pelvic pain. I’m sick of being fat. Honestly I wish this kid would come out at 37 weeks on the nose 😂 Basically, I just want to vent. I’m sad because I always wanted 3 kids but I have no clue how I will even cope with 2 and I definitely never want to be pregnant again.