Total emotional basket case. That is how I would describe myself today. I've cried approximately 40 times since arriving at work. I'll get the snot mopped up from one breakdown just to check my email and see one of those forwards with the animals doing cute things and start sniffling and sobbing all over again.
My Ob's office called Friday to schedule my c-section, and I've been fairly nuts ever since. I just keep thinking, "This is not a drill. You will be having a baby in __ days" (today it's 10 days). I'll get really panicked and think, "No, I've changed my mind. I don't want to be a parent." Then, fifteen minutes later I'll get all weepy and grateful that I am going to be a parent.
I make mental list after mental list of what I still need to buy/do/clean. It's seriously wearing me out, which makes me constantly in need of a nap (and on days when I can't nap....like today....that just makes me cranky on top of being an emotional wreck).
Also (in case you were wondering) I'm still spending my mornings with my head hung over a toilet. This morning it was the four or five bites of Fruit Loops that sent me into a fast-paced waddle with my hand over my mouth to the bathroom. At least Michael fixed the toilet in our bathroom last night so I had less ground to cover.
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