Countdown to Birthing

OK, so I know that I’ve bitched alot about this pregnancy on this website. I also know that everyone else is aware that I AM EXCITED about having this baby and everything else that comes with it.

But this is getting fucking ridiculous:

3 nights without sleeping (unless you count doozing for about 30 to 40 minutes, then getting up to attempt to poop, then laying back down again as “sleeping”)

Insane belly pains, diagnosed by my doctor as gas. Seriously, if this is gas, I am fucking screwed when it comes to this labor stuff. I wonder if they will give you an epidural for gas.

Finally getting some meds for the never ending, 2-day long gas bubble, only for the gas to turn into a lovely array of diarrhea and vomiting. Usually at the same time.

Forcing myself to go to work because even if I stayed home there is some electrician man there all day and I just wouldn’t feel right pooping/puking/attempting to sleep while he is messing around with our wiring.

Actually deciding I could try and eat a PBJ sandwich, so I run home to get one. I get halfway around the block from my work and I have to turn back to poop.

Boo.