The reason this blog is private is because my ex brother-in-law is being a huge douchebag. I won't go into details but let's just say that he doesn't need anymore ammunition to harass anyone in my family.
My job has been INSANE. You would think that I've only been pregnant for like 10 days for how they are freaking out about me going on maternity leave. We're talking working weekends here, people. I don't work on weekends.
My daughter has her mind made up that she doesn't need pull-ups at night anymore. Except that she DOES need pull-ups at night as she is hardly ever dry in the morning. I'm sick of changing sheets. Someone tell me one day she won't sleep like the dead and will be able to stay dry all night. I need hope.
How is it that every single pregnancy can be so different? This time I'm dealing with high blood pressure and restless legs syndrome. With Renee I had sciatica, with Cam I had carpal tunnel and tingling hands. With all three I had the peeing and the low back pain and the fat face syndrome. The pregnancy ailments? They just never stop.
I'm 33 weeks pregnant. That is MIND-BOGGLING, especially considering I had one kid at 36 weeks the other at 38 weeks. I had my weekly progesterone injection today and I'm going to miss my ladies at the clinic in a few weeks when I don't have to get them anymore. They are so nice. I need to make them some cookies. Yum, cookies. I will now have a one track cookie mind until I eat the cookies.
I'm can hardly wait to meet my baby boy.