...we'll see if this post makes it past a half hour. I am totally in a funk. I am starting to feel like crap. I think I may be one of those lucky people that gets morning sickness at the end of the pregnancy. Every morning for about the past five days I could puke on command from the time a wake up until about noon. Good Times!
Pedro and I are at each others throats because I am so hormonal. I am driving him crazy, but how could I not be? I am driving myself crazy. Oh and a tiny secret, I didn't get hormonal all by myself. I am pretty sure there was a Y chromosome involved.
Part of my hormonal craziness is stemming from the stress I have with this pregnancy. Not a day goes by that I don't think about having another preemie. I is scaring me to death. With just about every kick or punch I feel in my belly, I wonder if my water is going to break again. And the icing on the cake, I spotted last night. I haven't since, but anytime you see blood while you are pregnant it makes you panic with fear. I go to see my midwife on Monday so I can hopefully have some of my fears reassured. But until then, I'll probably be locked out on the porch being crazy all by myself.