Every morning when I wake up, I ask myself, "Is this going to be a good day or a bad day?"
Today seems to be a good one, so far. I'm not as irritable as I was yesterday. But I guess pregnancy has finally taken its toll on me. Except for the normal preggy discomforts (which I've ranted about several times), I've had it pretty easy the last 8 months. But the final stretch is making me nuts! Physically, I just feel ungainly and heavy (kelangan ko na ng forklift to get me out of bed!), my back hurts if I stand or sit or lie down for long moments and I'm finally beginning to get the dreaded "cankles"… that phenomenon where your feet get so swollen that your calves and ankles look as one!
I am so ready to pop this kid out already. My nerves are frayed from having to deal with all the physical stuff as well as my own anxieties regarding our baby's well-being. Please let baby Jeolo be perfectly healthy, Lord.
Well, there's one person who's lucky: Je. Because he doesn't have to directly deal with my craziness these days. Nakalusot ka, pangit. :)