My belly should be huge by now.
I should be cranky.
My ankles should be swollen.
I shouldn’t be able to sleep.
The baby’s room should be set up.
We should have bought a new car seat.
We should have had our names picked out.
We should be excited.
My belly is flabby.
I am cranky.
My ankles are fine.
It takes a while to get there, but I do sleep.
Baby’s room?
Nope, no seat.
Still have names picked out...
Angry.
I want to yell.
I want to cry.
I want to hit things or throw things...
But I won’t do any.
Instead I will go to bed and feel sorry for myself.
Yeah, that’s sure to help :(
