Ok so I think I am possibly the worst, whiniest, depressing pregnant girl that ever lived. Normally I am the girl that makes fun of whiny, annoying girls. Never have liked "girls" much. They are too high maintenance, over exaggeraters, annoying, etc... Hormones and being a beached whale have turned me into one of those girls!!! AAAWWW!!!! Drake better come soon or I may never get back to normal Abby or Abbynormal. I will admit I've had more problems in this pregnancy then Riley's and Stella's combined, so I somewhat have an excuse for my behavior. 4 weeks to go as of today. Everyone asks, " How much longer do you have?" I say 4 weeks and they say "Oh that is soooo close!" Ummmm....NO!!!! It is sooooo far away. September seems like a whole year from now. I might actually end up back-handing someone before this is all said and done. You know the Green Day song keeps popping in my head, but in my own words. " Wake me up when September COMES!!!" I believe this pregnancy has answered my question of whether or not we will be having a 4th child. Unless we do the Angelina, Madonna, Sheryl Crow thing and adopt...the answer is NO.
Ok so appointment update time: I am 50% effaced and still 1 cm dilated. BOOOOOO!!! Had to get some lab work done to see why I have been getting faint, dizzy, and blah blah blah. I will be going back to the dr. next Wednesday. So, until then you can find me in an oversized chair in the corner with my feet propped up on an ottoman, catching up on reality TV, olympics and All MY CHILDREN. Don't worry...my phone charger is plugged in right by the chair. You can still reach me that way! Preggo OUT!
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