35 weeks with dd2. Shit nights sleep last night so banished dh to the spare room and went to bed at 830.
Except, I'm still fucking awake with horrendous heartburn (already on ranitidine) and propped up with 5 pillows in various places. Got to be up early tomorrow, and the idea that I may have potentially 7 more weeks of this makes me want to cry!
That's it, rant over.