I always said that I really wanted to enjoy this pregnancy as it was definitely my last. In truth I've enjoyed 5 weeks out of the 38.
Plagued with sickness, exhaustion, stomach issues, the most awful insomnia I've ever known and sciatica has all given me the shortest fuse known to man thus leaving my poor boys with a grumpy irritable impatient mum. So then I have the guilt.
To end it off I ended up in hospital for a couple of days last week contracting only to discover I had a urine infection. To say I was hoping I was in labour would be an understatement.
I've recently discovered the Law of Attraction and watched a program called The Secret. It focuses on positive thinking and your thoughts being your outcome. Maybe if I'd found this months ago it might of turned out differently. Who knows.
I'm hoping any damage I've done with my boys can be undone.
I'll leave you with a picture of me at 38 weeks. The next time I post I'll be a mum of 3 full of positive happy energy. Let's face it I can't feel much worse!
