so this whole end-of-pregnancy thing is way harder this time around.
i have felt blah all day. like i'm just waiting for my uterus to kick it into high gear and get this little man out.
i want energy. i want motivation. i want to go running.
i saw a picture in real simple of a women in her sports bra, shorts, and running shoes and i started crying. seriously, it's pathetic.
i DO NOT want to live the next couple of days (or weeks...eek) just trying to survive.
i need an attitude and perspective adjustment every 10 minutes it seems.
wow. that was boring. and slightly depressing.