Wow this week hit me like a ton of bricks. Literally. Out of nowhere, I am exhausted (like 1st trimester exhausted), achy and having some pretty intense yet random shooting pains in various lady places. And I can’t say that I am really enjoying it.
I am smiling in this picture only because my husband is cute and funny and he doesn’t care that I walk like a duck and gave up make up a month ago. If he does care, he isn’t letting on (which also makes him smart).
My Doctor was a little too excited at this week’s appointment and now I am all tip-toe-y and wondering if I am going to just drop down to my knees in labor at any moment. For the record, I think she was just trying to be encouraging and I have every intention of going to term. But seeing as how 37 weeks is considered term and I hit that on Saturday, all bets will be off.
Mainly, I just want to feel like me again.
It’s a process and I know that. It’s just hard to feel like a good mommy and wife and friend and home manager when it’s literally all I can do to get groceries purchased and put away. I finally broke down and offloaded bathroom and floor duty to Jerry, who gladly took on the tasks. Did I mention that I love him?
This is my to do list for the week. At first I made it as a joke, and now I wonder if I really can finish it 🙂
Here’s to week 36! You jerk. Don’t let the door hit you on the way out.