I'm sick and tired and need a break.
I think there comes a time in every pregnancy when you realize you're done. And that, for me, has been this week.
I have 5 weeks to go as of today. That seems like forever. Three of those weeks are work. And ughhh. Work is dragging. And I'm sick.
I came down with this stupid cold that makes me feel like crap. I'm tired and I can't stop sneezing and coughing. And whenever I cough my stomach hurts. And it seems like all the constant sneezing and coughing keeps the baby wide awake and kicking. Ouch!
Normally I'd say TGIF, but because we have some ongoing projects I'm going to end up going to work on the weekend. Ick.
I know - whine whine whine.
It's all I can muster.
I've told Phat Daddy we need a vacation, so next weekend we're going to Buffalo for a couple of days. I know it's not exactly an exotic vacation, but there are some baby things I want to buy that are cheaper there than here. I like the idea of staying in a hotel, and I know Doodle will love swimming.
And, I'll have the opportunity to don my stunningly HOT royal blue maternity bathing suit a few last times before I give birth.
But most importantly we will be able to eat at Cheesecake Factory. I'm already thinking ahead to all the eating options available to me.
I did a little research on the Buffalo area. Did you know there is a Kazoo Museum and a Toy Museum? Fascinating.
But, I still have to get through next week at work which I'm sure will be interesting to say the least. This would be so much better with more sleep and a body that is not producing excess amounts of mucus!
But, Phat Daddy is helping me get through it all. While I've been going to bed exceedingly early, he's been putting Doodle to bed and doing dishes before heading back to work to put in extra hours. I'm not quite sure how he's keeping it together either.
I know from experience that you get more tired when a new baby comes, but I sort of feel right now that I'm not sure quite how much more tired we can all get.