Serious FOMO

I never thought I'd have such FOMO (fear of missing out) while pregnant. It's the last beautiful days of summer and everyone is boating and swimming and running races, BBQing, enjoying the gorgeous weather and I've been largely stuck on the couch with a heating pad. It's times like this that really do make me so grateful that my pregnancy has, for the most part, really not held me back in my life at all. I slowed down some but for all intents and purposes, I've been really functional. Until now.

I was also easily able to maintain a sunny demeanor and take frustrating comments with a grain of salt (at least from the outside), but now I feel like I should be placed in solitary confinement for my own good. I'm easily annoyed by little things, I find myself taking everything personally, I'm absolutely over thinking everything. I feel trapped in my body and mind and I really have no escape. There's nothing I can do that I want to. I'm tired and starving all the time. Now that I think about it, I feel a lot like a baby. No wonder they cry all the time.

I also feel insanely silly thinking I was in early labor a few days ago. I think I let my last appointment get to my head. It's great that he's head down and we're close to the finish line, but that doesn't mean it's going to happen over night. So many women are uncomfortable for long stretches of their pregnancy and it doesn't mean the baby is coming, it just means they're uncomfortable. So why should I think this is any different for me? 

We've got 6 days left until the anticipated D day. We'll see if you decide to come on time!