I have a friend right now who is due a few weeks ahead of me with her third and has ranted about how she can't wait to meet her lil man, how blessed pregnant women should be and not complain when they end up with the reward of a baby at the end. Obviously she hasn't went through the pain I have. She was able to work most of her pregnancy without complaint - she even said she didn't have any MS with this baby - whereas I was unable to because of 20 weeks of HG and then now dealing with the end of pregnancy woes (SPD, lower back pain, pressure, can't breathe, babies kicking making me feel bruised, etc.) so I kind of just want to punch her in the face... dang hormones
I'm just ready to be done too. I'm tired of being in pain and unable to care for my children the way I want to. I just look at housework that needs to be done and I can never find the motivation to do it because it is more painful to get up than to sit where I am staring at it. DH helps as much as he can but he is also the breadwinner so I feel like a deficit when I ask him to do something for me because I know he is tired from work. Thankfully unlike you ladies I've never went overdue so I can't imagine having that pressure to think about but I can't wait until it is over. I'm only 33 weeks going by LMP but baby has been consistently measuring 3 weeks ahead by ultrasound (he was already 4lbs 12oz at 30 weeks) so I'm sure if he came early he'd be ok. Is it sad that I think that?