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?