I know it's hormones... But my friends suck right now. I'm dealing with a lot, and being pregnant…

I know it's hormones...

But my friends suck right now. I'm dealing with a lot, and being pregnant it's 100 times worse. When i try venting to a friend i get, "That sucks. Work is so slow."

Like, just let me fucking vent.

My son's father has withheld visitation 2x this month. Called 3 lawyers, all who had the same answer, unless there was a clause about make ups, suck it up, buttercup.

I filed my taxes the 22nd of January, just to get them out of the way. Apparently, filing so early threw it in a bucket of IRS fuck up. I made a measly 8k last year. No dependants, nothing fancy. After 6 calls to the IRS, someone finally took the time to review my account. Even he said he couldn't tell whether or not I needed to verify because it "hit a snag", but it was so insignificant, that it should've just processed anyway. He gave me the number to verify and after 2 hours I finally reached someone. That guy called me a liar and said there's no way I spoke to someone from the IRS because they would've known 100% if I needed to verify or not. Their systems were down anyway, so he said try online. Only 6 mores weeks until MAYBE I see progress. My daughter will have already been born.

I just want my son's father to stop being a sack of shit and the IRS to tell me "your return is fine, just give it more time" not "we don't know and there's no way to tell".

Oh. And the final joy.

I ordered a baby doppler weeks ago. I was sick of going to the hospital every time something happened. I'm accident prone. My son is the most rough and tumble kid out there. We knew this was going to be a hazardy 40 weeks. But after 2 over nights of them just tracking her heartbeats, I'm over it. The fucker STILL hasn't arrived. I called USPS over a week ago asking where it was. a week after the last update, it moved one zip code over. Still nothing. No update, nothing. Can ONE fucking thing just give me a break?