It's been raining a lot here lately. Pouring, actually. Fine by me because rain has always made me happy. But it also makes me extremely sleepy, and seeing as I've barely been sleeping these days, all I want to do is crawl under the covers and wake up next week. It won't happen though. At this point, my whole body hurts. I feel like it's shouting at me, "what the f*ck have you done?" I'm doing the best I can and I know I will make it and it will "all be worth it" and blah blah blah, but as of right now, I'm feeling quite done thankyouverymuch. I'm sure you are about as sick of hearing me complain about this pregnancy as I am about actually feeling this way, so I'm sorry for that. I just need to get it all out of my head, and for some reason this feels like the right place to do so. And I know that babies keep you up too, but I'm very much looking forward to getting two-three consecutive hours of sleep instead of one because my hip pain has me on the verge of tears every night. I'm tired, that is all, and very much starting to feel like a fussy baby myself.