Yes I'm blessed.
Yes, I know I shouldn't.
I'M COMPLAINING ANYWAY!!!!!!!
Homeschooling 3 boys is draining. Going through all of this and only being HALFWAY THERE in my pregnancy is draining. Not having a second vehicle and having to walk several miles a week with the boys to the library and the YMCA is about ready to make me explode.
I just put all the boys in the living room to have quiet time so I could cry...my son has swim team practice 3 days a week so we have to walk to the YMCA on Mon, Tues, and Thurs...the youngest boy loves it because we play basketball.
The oldest boy doesn't like it so he wants his dad to come pick him up...so his dad is coming to pick him up....what am I going to do 3 days a week if this kid wants his dad to pick him up every time we have to go to the Y?
And I'm STILL recovering from walking to the Y on Mon and Tues...yesterday I was so wiped out I couldn't even go to church. Now I have to walk there again and I'm still worn out and dehydrated from two days ago.
....and don't get me started on our darn tiny 900sq ft house...I can't seem to keep it clean to save my life. When the boys go home, I have to cook dinner, then do dishes, try to get some laundry done, attempt to straighten up...and the house is STILL a disaster!
What the heck am I gonna do when a baby gets here??? (This baby BETTER get here!!!)
I'm exhausted, I'm tired, I'm weepy, I'm irritable, I'm uncomfortable, I don't want to walk to the YMCA and I don't want to do anything else for a week!!
As soon as we get back from the YMCA I have to cook dinner and do the dishes and spend about 2 hours making tests for the boys exams tomorrow.
I would love to scream and yell and throw things and have a tantrum like a little child right now.
Stupid pregnancy hormones. 3 pregnancies in one year....I'M EFFING TIRED AND HURT!!!
And grouchy. Definitely. Grouchy.