Coping

Look, I wanna post. Really, I do. But all I’ve got is bitching and moaning about being hugely, miserably pregnant. And let’s face it, no one wants to hear that. Especially after months of reading about how I just couldn’t wait to be pregnant again! (Who’s an idiot? Why, it’s me!)

One week from today I’ll be legitimately ready to get this over with already. There will be no more resting and more walking. And I’m fairly certain there will also be more bitching… but you’re lucky and get to miss it entirely. My husband on the other hand? Not so much. Pray for him. Or start up a collection to pay for his divorce attorney. Either one is fine with him.

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