I DETEST being pregnant.
That´s it. Out in the open.
And some days are worse than others. Today was a "worse" day.
So bad that it made me feel aggressive.
Example? If someone had told me today: "Ohhh, I looooved being pregnant - it was the best time of my life!...." I would have responded with a COLD, LONG, HARD STARE, followed by a very chilling:
"Well, You need to get yourself a PROPER LIFE, then!!!"
With just over 1 month to go, I´m counting the days-the hours-the minutes, until my little Prince arrives. And once that miracle has arrived - sound and healthy - at least I know this is something that I will NEVER, EVER have to experience again...