OK. That’s it. I, Beth C, respectfully resign my position as pregnant woman. I am officially tired of:

* little weiner dogs who don’t listen to me

* my mother-in-law being a whiny lump

* trying to kneel at church with this huge belly

* August 6 being 5 weeks away

* being so insanely tired all of the time

* nursing bras so big that I can fit them on my whole head

* my crappy collection of maternity shorts

* hot weather that makes me feel even more whale-esque

* this insatiable craving for pancakes

Did I mention that I’m a little cranky?

Did I mention how lucky I am to have the best husband ever to listen to this neverending complaining?