Stick a Fork in Me..I'm Done...

You know that point you reach sometimes, whether it be that you're sick or any other circumstance..the point where you are even getting on your own nerves.  That's the point I've reached in this pregnancy.  I can say out of all four pregnancies, I've never reached this point before.  I have reached the point where I'm tired of being pregnant, ready to see my baby, etc.  This is different.  While I've only gained 20 pounds, most of it, actually I'd say probably 98% of it, is in my belly.  This means I can't sit, stand or lay without being uncomfortable.  On top of that, I have gestational diabetes which even though I may eat/drink like I'm supposed to, plus take my medicine twice a day, will spike and drop in the matter of an hour.  I can't sleep in any location in my house without waking up because my belly is so big that it hurts my back.  I know, I know, with all these complaints, i should just be happy that I'll have a healthy baby girl in the matter of a week to two weeks.  But, right now, at this point in time, I'm having a pity party.  I'm ready to feel like myself again and just be happy.  I honestly feel like I'm falling apart and there's no way I'm going to make it to the finish line.  So, just pray for me..pray that I have the strength and endurance to make it these last few days..for I know it will all be worth it in the end!