If you don’t feel like listening to me complain, please stop reading right now.
I’m miserable. I feel like shit. I hate being pregnant. I had forgotten the worst of it over time and now it’s all coming back.
I hate breaking out. I feel like a pre-menstrual 13 year old hopped up on chocolate.
My ass hurts. I shit 2-3 times a day and each time I cry it hurts so damn bad. Nothing helps.
I hate not fitting into anything.
I hate how incredibly huge my boobs are.
I hate pregnancy headaches – tylenol sucks.
I hate never knowing what I want to eat, yet having to eat RIGHT NOW.
I hate how eating anything makes me sicker than a dog.
I want to get out of the damn house, but have no energy.
I’m tired. So incredibly tired.
I hate fevers – I’ve had one for weeks now. It drains me.
I hate that I have to shave every single day because my hair grows so fast.
I hate the bags under my eyes – I swear a family of 4 could pack for a 6 day vacation with them.
I hate feeling like this – and knowing that I won’t feel “normal” for probably at least a year.