Just a self-pitying moan really. I'm 33 weeks and just a massive, hormonal mess. I'm on mat leave already due to ill health and general knackeredness, but toddler does 3 days at nursery so I have those days to myself. So I am really very lucky, much luckier than pregnant SAHMs with no childcare and no time to rest.
But I feel like I've actually gone pretty mad. I'm just so, so anxious. I just have this constant, all-consuming gnawing feeling of anxiety that leaves me cold. I don't know what is causing it and literally every single thing I think of causes me some other stab of anxiety. Mainly it's around my to-do list, most of which I know is unnecessary nice-to-do things which could be left undone, but I am just paralysed with guilt and anxiety that I'm not getting through it. Ditto buying the things on my list - I just feel this wave of anxiety every time I even think of sitting down and spending the money.
I don't feel that anxious at all about the baby or the birth, but the 'oh god I should be practising my breathing/doing my pelvic floors/reading all the birth books I have stacked up/sorting out my birth pool etc etc is added into the general fug of stress. I'm actually looking forward to the birth/baby just as it will signal the end of this horrible preparation anxiety.
Today was just awful. I am down with that virus everyone seems to have, but I ran myself ragged doing stuff and didn't eat until 3, felt rough as hell, then felt guilty I wasn't taking better care of myself. Then I shouted at poor DD for being a standard PITA toddler, then sobbed like a nutcase through her bedtime stories.
I just want to feel normal again. I really really just want my own mind back. I can't talk to DH - he's ridiculously stressed with work and barely speaking to me at the moment, so I just feel like I'm walking on eggshells. I can't complain I'm stressed and anxious when I'm sat at home on my arse 3 days a week while he is working the most stressful job ever - it'd be a royal pisstake.
I texted my best friend earlier but she didnt reply. I don't blame her, she has 2 kids so is crazy busy. I just wish I hadn't texted because now I feel even more alone and even more sad.