Vent:
This is the first time in my life where I am so stressed out I’m on the verge of tears. I’m almost 38 weeks pregnant with the chance that I could be induced this week or next week and I have to deal with plumping issues for two god dam months. We were having these problems 3 days before I got in my accident in the end of September and this shit STILL isn’t fixed. I have to use my daughters god dam potty to go pee because I can no longer flush my toilet and it is way too cold outside to go use the bucket. I can’t take a shower, I can’t do the dishes. I can’t do laundry and my baby’s girl is all out of clean pajamas. My landlord isn’t doing shit until NOW to do something about it. What. The. Fuck. On top of that I burned my hand enough to blister it while cooking. I can’t even buy myself a $50 cardigan that I wanted because my husband said it was too expensive but yet he wants to buy his friend a $60 game. I’m still fighting bed bugs. I’ve got a dog who runs away every time he’s let outside. I have too much amniotic fluid. And I’ve got family members who won’t talk to me because I told them how i felt like I was being left out. I wish things went a lot more smoothly than this. Where things hit you once instead of all at once like a machine gun. Vent over