Pregnant woman rambles on

I just love the emotional roller coaster of life. Don't you? As I was receiving a 2nd calling yesterday, I was telling the bishop that I am not great at endurance. I really believe I can handle just about anything...for a while. But, after a while, I get tired and grumpy and worn out. Perhaps this is why I don't handle pregnancy well. 9 Months? Really? Split it into 3rds...it doesn't make it shorter. And I have never ever been one of those people that doesn't know when they are pregnant. I know. Just about from day one, I know. And then every day after that for around 275 days, I know. It consumes me. The sickness, the stretching of my uterus, the wondering if eating will help or hinder how I feel right now, the questions...

Really, this pregnancy has been low on my list of bad pregnancies, so I shouldn't complain. But, really, who likes to feel like crap day in and day out? Ignore it. I know. I am trying....

And today, for this very moment, I have a bit of energy. I got a little bit of motivation. I wonder how long it will last. Long enough to do the dishes? Long enough to tackle the mountain of laundry that needs to washed and put away because I haven't fully recovered from our recent and horrible lice episode? Long enough to carry all those laundry baskets up the stairs? Long enough to buy paint and hit the apartment that's been empty for several months now?

I am overwhelming myself. There is no way. I'll try for the paint store and the apartment. The dishes and laundry will have to wait...

Here's hoping that all you mothers out there have a good day. May you feel productive and accomplished and like you made a difference for good in your children's lives--at least for this moment, or for this day. Tomorrow is another story!