Today I stayed home from work because I woke up feeling awful. Headachy, sore and really, really tired. And Super Emotional.... Not a great combination, but also not that unexpected seeing as I am officially in my third trimester.
Whilst I was in the middle of a bout of guilt and self pity (guilt for taking another day off work, self pity that I was feeling yuck) I called the Big Man in tears. I told him that I wished the baby would be born so that I wouldn't have to be pregnant anymore. The second I said it I felt insanely guilty. I want this baby more than anything else in the world and am so happy to be pregnant. I am just having a bad day.
I wish I could take it back, but seeing as I can't I would like to officially say "I am very happy to be pregnant and I would like the baby to stay put for at least another 10 weeks". Hopefully the universe reads my blog.