This journey is nearing its end. I don't know why but it's very bitter sweet that soon,
I will be holding my sweet child. She will no longer be growing in my womb,
but rather growing before my eyes.
Woke up this morning and for the first time since learning
we were pregnant I have truly braced myself for the worst.
It's a wonderful feeling knowing that our little lady is almost grown,
at least in terms of her fetal development.
I however, have begun to feel miserable.
Its the last thing I want to feel, I am so very excited!!
Not being able to be active and move freely at my own whim,
is killing me!
It's very depressing. I like to be able to just GO if i want to GO!
And these days I am just "rolling" literally feel like I am nothing but a
butterball moving through life as slowly and painfully as possible.
Hopefully this is just new "hormones" and I will level out again,
but all day of having an achy vagina,
back,
and being unable to get comfortable enough to "rest".....
Might be the end.
I know this process in by no means supposed to be "easy" and it hasn't been!
But just a little give from my body would be wonderful.
I wish I could get DH to understand the masses of body pressure....
on top of mental pressures. I am not sure my brain shuts off!
Thank God for Work! and also. likewise with home.
Many days I am beyond excited to escape "life" to work
but am more than ready to escape work to go back on my life journey.
This depression has me going through the motions. I am not quite sure what I am supposed to do?
Sit around?
I would like to think not but anything I do causes extreme pain?
Lay around?
Bed sores YUM!
