For a full listing of columns, go here . So help me God, I'm tired of being pregnant. I'm reaaallly sick of a belly that is large, heavy, and straining.
Women bitch a lot in their third trimesters.
It was all so clear when I was less voluminous. I was so connected, so sensually pregnant, so in love with life and my expanding form. I will be coherent, then my brain will shut off. I don't want to let him in. He is muddy, and my house is dirty enough as it is.