I feel like the worlds worst blogger/employee/wife/homemaker.
This last trimester has kicked me in the booty.
I'm tired all the time. Now that Nash is moving like a maniac (which i LOVE by the way) he is keeping me up at night. For most of the night. Which makes getting up in the mornings for work a nightmare. Literally.
Then I sit at work and watch as my feet swell and my back spasm and feel unappreciated.
Then I go home and am too tired to make something for dinner. Which results in fast food, or cereal/PB&J's at home.
Then I fall asleep on the couch for a couple of hours until my husband says its time for bed, then go to bed only to not sleep now. Also, was told last night that I needed to prop my head up more so I stopped snoring...its keeping husband up. (By the way...no one told me that snoring was a pregnancy symptom until a few weeks ago. Heads up for you ladies out there that havent been pregnant before.)
Then I dont sleep, and get to do it all over again.
I'm so lame! I'm so over it. I think that if I wasnt working a full time job as well as being hugely pregnant, then I might not feel so lame because I might be able to rest more during the day and also clean my home or make a meal. Also, I'm over being a complainer! :) Guess I needed to vent today.
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