More of the crazy

I'm headachy, grumpy, and uncomfortable. I am convinced this baby will never come. I feel heavy and sluggish and annoyed at everything. I am tense and anxious and hungry all the time. I am very tired of being pregnant and can't wait for it to be over.

The Man just looked over at me on the couch, in my pajamas, unshowered. "You look lovely this morning," he said.

I started to cry. And laugh. And then I cried harder. And laughed some more.

God I hope this means this baby is coming soon. Neither of us will survive another two weeks of this.