Day 160 - 23 weeks

I must have looked really big today or something because 4 or 5 people at church asked me how I was feeling, and looked concerned. I still have 3 1/2 months! Blah! But I did feel like my stomach grew over night - it looked bigger to me this morning too.

Anyways, I'm to the point where I really hate being pregnant. Instead of tossing and turning every couple hours from the charlie horses I get in my hips, it has now turned to every hour, or half hour. I wake up in the morning feeling like I've done a crazy workout to my hips because they are so sore it hurts to walk. It's awful. I don't get any sleep, I'm constantly tired. I feel uncomfortable all the time. There is pressure constantly on my ribs. About half way into the night, I go sleep on the couch propped up. That's a little bit better sleep. I feel like I'm going crazy because I'm not getting enough sleep, and things bother me that shouldn't bother me, so it bothers me that they bother me, and I'm extremely emotional (I cry during Tangled for crying out loud), and when I think about having 3 1/2 more months it makes me want to cry, and I have cried over it a few times to myself. Anyways, I never felt this way with Jonas. Maybe it's a girl thing for me? I don't know, but I'd take a boy any day if I had a pregnancy like I did with Jonas. He was easy compared to this one. Thank goodness I don't have sickness on top of everything else. Oh ya, and I'm chasing a two year old around which makes me more tired. Luckily he's pretty good about playing with me sitting down, and he's great at taking his naps.

I watched the show "What to Expect when Expecting" the other day.  I love that show. It cracks me up and I love that it shows all different types of pregnancy/adoption/getting a baby stories. But I decided that I most resemble the woman that owns her own baby business. You know, the woman that looks uncomfortable all the time and zonks out whenever she sits down, and looks extremely uncomfortable when she sits...ya, that's me. Just not as dramatic. But whenever I'd see her going through her pregnancy, I kept thinking "That's exactly how I feel." Good times, right? Just 17 more weeks? I can do it. I just need to keep myself busy, or else I might go completely crazy.