It's official. . . . I'm sick of being pregnant. I'll admit this pregnancy has been better than others, but I'm at the point now where enough is enough. I'm not ready for another baby, but I'm definitely ready to be done with this pregnancy thing. It will be so nice to have my body all to myself again.
- no more cankles & fat face
- no more feet trying to break my ribs off
- no more heavy breathing
- no more dance parties when I'm trying to sleep
- no more heartburn, acid reflux, indigestion
- the list could go on and on
It's too bad I never go early on my own, and rumor has it - the doctor I'm stuck with is not big on inducing. So, from the looks of things I could possibly have two more months of misery left.
- no more cankles & fat face
- no more feet trying to break my ribs off
- no more heavy breathing
- no more dance parties when I'm trying to sleep
- no more heartburn, acid reflux, indigestion
- the list could go on and on
It's too bad I never go early on my own, and rumor has it - the doctor I'm stuck with is not big on inducing. So, from the looks of things I could possibly have two more months of misery left.
OH, Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy!!!!