I am done with being pregnant.
I loved it last time…
But last time I could come home from work to lay on the couch and go to bed at 7 oclock.
I did not have a 2 year old to take care of.
To make things worse Leah has not been going to bed until after 9 oclock lately.
Brian has been getting home at near 8 lately and I keep her up so that she can play with her daddy for a bit.
They go on runs or bike rides to the mailbox.
By the time they get back and I get her in the bath and settled in bed I am pretty much passing out with her.
The 3rd trimester exhaustion has hit was a vengeance.
I think I could seriously pass out on my desk right this very second…
That is if I could get in a comfortable enough position.
Coming into the office is seriously miserable!
I am so uncomfortable at my desk.
Thank god I have the ability to work from home.
I honestly am not sure how I could survive this pregnancy otherwise.
I just want to go and take a nice LONG hot bath.
Relax in the vibrating/massaging recliner.
And watch my Phillip Phillips on American Idol tonight.
Oh how that sounds like heaven!
I could cry right now just thinking about how awesome it sounds.
At this rate a third pregnancy almost sounds like torture…
It will definitely not be happening until Brian is done with his career in public accounting and these kiddos are a bit more independent!