I woke up so grouchy today. Here are my reasons:
*It is way to bright in the morning now.
*We are still having 80 degree weather (come on! Its Nov.!)
*My house is a disorganized mess
*My family is driving me nutty lately
*Our money situation is tight right now.
*I am utterly exhausted from the constant checking to see if my baby is still alive
It's the last one that struck me this morning hard. I go to bed worrying about her making it through the night. I wake up in the night and must check on her. When I wake in the morning, the first thing I do is make her move or use my doppler. It is tiring. I find myself having trouble focusing sometimes, when people are talking to me, because instead of listening to them, I am waiting for the next kick. It makes me grumpy that this is my life, my reality. I hear others talk about pregnancy, and it is like we live on different planets. I stare in wonder, can I ever fit in with the natives again?
I thought of the perfect maternity shirt for me. None of that cutesy, "due in Dec!", "Coming this fall!" "BABY!!" crap for me. No, no, my shirt would say:
*Disclaimer: Any resemblance to a normal, sane, rational, happy, excited, or otherwise merrily expectant mother is purely coincidental.
Thanks for listening to my grumps this morning.