No matter how much I think I might like Halloween in the weeks leading up to it... let's be clear, I still absolutely hate this stupid holiday!
Of course my attitude today might have something to do with the fact that my husband has been out of town all week. And that I my kids wore their (awesome home made) costumes last night and one of them lost part of it today, somehow. And that I'm 8 months pregnant. And that it was our ward trunk or treat and I had to deal with it (and all 5 kids) by myself. And that I ran out of the candy I stopped to buy on the way to the church. And that I'm 8 months pregnant. And that I tried, I really tried to be nice to my kids all week and then the one day I have them all day long I ask them to do a little work to help out and I still end up doing at least 85% of it so my hubby doesn't come home to a disaster area. And that I'm 8 months pregnant.
Pregnancy is usually really kind to me, and really it hasn't been that bad. But it has hands down been the most difficult pregnancy I've had. Ethan's ridiculous hours haven't helped, that's for sure. I'm in no way ready for this baby to be here I can't believe he'll be here in 5 weeks! But my body hurts like it never has hurt before. I'm sure this is due to the fact that I'm older, its my 7th pregnancy, and I have 5 other kids to keep up with, but all that doesn't make my body feel any better.
And emotionally, trust me, you don't want to get me started. Let's just say I've cried a lot. And I pretty much am as negative as I have ever been. I can't blame it on the pregnancy, but I certainly hope it gets better.
I can't find the cord for the camera/computer, hence the no pictures on the blog lately. Hopefully soon. Next post will be happier, I promise. I just need to get it out right now. Better to get it out here than rage at the kids some more.
