If one more person tells me to enjoy the quiet I will smack them, or to take up a hobby. I know they mean well, but GRRRRR! It's cold here and I'm wary about going out by myself, perhaps I'm being paranoid, I don't know. It's dark here by 4 though. It's hard to plan things when most of my friends have full time jobs, so aren't available during the day. My husband works in retail and so this time of the year gets home later and later (tonight he won't be home until midnight) and as sympathetic as he tries to be, I sometimes bite his head off (hormones anyone?)
I feel like I should be worried about the birth or the caring for two babies but all I can think of is how am I going to survive these next 6 (at least) weeks. I know I shouldn't complain because my pregnancy has been a healthy one...no GD, bog standard blood pressure, normal weight gain, morning sickness that dissipated around 16 weeks although appetite still isn't so great, but really, I can't complain right? I should feel blessed. This is a wanted pregnancy, I very much am looking forward to meeting my twins, I have a good job and a wonderful loving supportive husband...so why am I so miserable today!!
*sigh* /end rant