Week 33

My emotions are out of control and I cry over everything. Poor Steve. I wobble from the time I get up in the morning until I go to bed. My maternity pants that once fit and were comfortable, are now snug and I am constantly fighting with them. My non- maternity shirts that I have been able to wear are now becoming belly shirts, making it ever harder for me to get ready for work in the mornings. Sitting on the sofa comfortably has become a thing of the past, and I am missing real Diet Coke more and more. My snacking has become more frequent, and I hate it, but I figure when else can I eat what I want when I want it. ALos, it seems that something has been lodged in my rightside of my ribcage for the last few days. It is so comfortable.
Hard to believe Charlotte will be here in just 6 short weeks. Her bag for the hospital is all ready to go, and mine is half way there. When it is time to go , I will throw that last needed items the bag and head out.