4 AM
It's 4 in the morning. I'm awake. Again.
I'm so ready for pregnancy to be over.
I can't sleep because my hips pop out of place.
I get acid reflux that causes acid to come up into the back of my throat because my stomach doesn't have much room.
All my organs are smushed and it causes great discomfort...
I constantly have a tiny foot crammed into my ribcage...
Pregnancy is an amazing experience, don't get me wrong, it has moments that are awesome....but at 40 weeks....you just want the little shit to get out....
I keep telling him that he can't stay in there forever...but I'm pretty sure he will try and stay in over just to spite me...
That way I can endure the stronger-than-usual contractions when they induce labor...
Or I have to have a c-section because he wants to ang out in there until I burst into a million pieces...
I want to reclaim my uterus...
I don't want to pee every twelve and a half seconds anymore...
NO MORE!!!
*flails around in grumpy, sleep deprived frustration*
I'm so ready for pregnancy to be over.
I can't sleep because my hips pop out of place.
I get acid reflux that causes acid to come up into the back of my throat because my stomach doesn't have much room.
All my organs are smushed and it causes great discomfort...
I constantly have a tiny foot crammed into my ribcage...
Pregnancy is an amazing experience, don't get me wrong, it has moments that are awesome....but at 40 weeks....you just want the little shit to get out....
I keep telling him that he can't stay in there forever...but I'm pretty sure he will try and stay in over just to spite me...
That way I can endure the stronger-than-usual contractions when they induce labor...
Or I have to have a c-section because he wants to ang out in there until I burst into a million pieces...
I want to reclaim my uterus...
I don't want to pee every twelve and a half seconds anymore...
NO MORE!!!
*flails around in grumpy, sleep deprived frustration*