Today is one of those days where I'm in a serious need of a pick-me-up. To be honest, there is really not all that much that I can complain about in life at this point (well minus a 1k compressor problem that popped up and some other really petty things that just amount to mild annoyances) but for some reason I'm a little blue.
I think I'm just annoyed that I'm not getting done as much as I would like to due to both a lack of energy and motivation. At this point, it's an internal battle. I have a huge To Do list to knock out before our little guy arrives....I'd just prefer if I could be the overseer of that operation instead of the actual doer.
This past week has shown me that I truly am pregnant. You would think that would have hit me already since I've knocked out about 28 weeks of this thing, but it's been a really easy ride up until now.
I'm tired, my back hurts, I'm never comfortable, I don't have any energy, and I feel like a cow. Sounds like a case of pregnancy to me.
Michael keeps trying to encourage me by mentioning that I don't have all that much longer to go, but honestly that sends me into straight panic mode. What if he comes early and the nursery isn't done? My glider won't be in for another 11 weeks which...ahem...is my due date. The whole birthing process sounds so completely scary to me that all I feel is an overwhelming sense of dread (I hate pain...who doesn't though, really?) My house isn't properly cleaned for a baby and I might be seen as some sort of unfit mother because my baseboards haven't been cleaned, or the carpet still needs another round of steam cleaning, or because the windows haven't been washed.
Do you see? I'm a crazy person.....who happens to be too exhausted and overwhelmed to do anything about it. AGH!
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