Is it over yet?

So, I won’t lie. It's hard to make it to all three meetings of church at this point. I do fine at the beginning and then by the end of sacrament meeting my legs are tingly and my feet are more swollen then they started out being, even if we sit on the "soft seats" I still get a sore back, it's hard to breath with this little guy getting so big and putting pressure on my internal organs, I have to switch positions I'm sitting in about 1,000 times, have to get up to go potty at least once... I wont bore you with the either "been there, done that" facts or scare you too much if you haven't had the opportunity to be pregnant yet. But all in all, sitting anywhere (including work) for long periods of time is incredibly uncomfortable. Well, let's be honest life in general is incredibly uncomfortable at this point! Anyway, so we made it through our first meeting yesterday and then left to go home after that. I was feeling nauseous and just couldn't make it anymore. We went home and ate and took a quick nap and then got ourselves dressed again and went to the Single's Ward sacrament meeting. Our friend Jennifer who is going on her mission (THIS WEDNESDAY! YIKES!) was speaking and we wanted to listen to her and give her one last goodbye hug. Her talk was wonderful, she spoke on love in our homes- whether or not that means with roommates or in married family environment. She read the words to the Hymn Love at Home and asked at the end what we all thought of when we heard those lyrics. I whispered to Ryan "my mom singing it to us when we were fighting with each other or not getting along!” Anyway, I thought that was funny... but after Jennifer spoke, wow I think I must've had a panic attack or an anxiety attack... probably the later, because I felt like so enclosed all of a sudden! It was too stuffy in the chapel, my feet were hot and swollen, I couldn't get comfortable and I felt like everyone was too close to me, there was a girl scratching her brother's back in front of us for what seemed to be like two hours and I could hear her nails on the fabric and it kept making the same noise over and over and I almost just had to leave!!!!! It was HORRIBLE! Talk about senses being on overload! I made it through though- and everything was fine. My point is this, I'm done with this whole being pregnant thing. Even though I've got 3 weeks and 5 days left and 3 weeks and like 2 days before my mom comes- I'M DONE. This is hard work! I know on the outside it doesn't seem like it, but it is! And I KNOW it's worth it and that's why I want to see him so bad! I'm sick of getting "the look", you know that look? Like "ahhh, you must be so uncomfortable..." and just doing anything is an energy sucker these days. I would like to just have my body back. I'd like to put on my socks again with no problems, and put on pants with out figuring out how I'm going to get the second leg in.

Wow, I'm a complainer. Sorry. Anyway... I guess I'm having a "day", one filled with hormones and when I'm as tired as I feel right now I tend to be a little more dramatic and emotional than normal days.

On the other hand, I still crack up every time I watch that belly button video. If you haven't watched it yet, you just gotta. It's the post before this one. I was laughing and coughing and that's why it was doing what it was! Good times.