Raining. Bleh.

The past few days have been so FuNkY. I’m in a weird mood- don’t like it. Mostly when dealing with/thinking about the future, my family, my feelings about the pregnancy. I don’t know, just all… ahgst. Mixed up.

Today is Lil’ E’s 4th Halloween, (oh, he was the cutest 3 month old lion ever). What are we up to? Eating banana waffles and watching Sesame Street. Did I mention I’ve been in a seriously weird mood for several days? That too. I think its a hormonal surge in some ways (boobs hurt, uterus cramps, irritated), maybe the baby is growing or something. I don’t remember anything eventful about week 16-17 last time, but who really knows? I’m already tired of being pregnant, which is hilarious since I have potentially 25 weeks/6 months left! But I’m the kind of gal who could be tired of being pregnant if I even THOUGHT about being pregnant. There’s nothing appealing to me about not being able to sleep on my tummy at night, throwing up, having heartburn, ‘rhoids, hormones, swollen tetas, fatigue, forgetfulness, and ravishing hunger! That’s not even mentioning childbirth. Of course, there’s the joy of a new baby and all (depending on how you envision THOSE first three months).

Well, enough being a damper on the whole thing. But hey, if I can’t say it on my blog, where can I say, right? lol