I’m so frustrated today- everything I do seems to be met with a road block, whether it be a person or something mental for myself. I sat down yesterday to write my goals for the year and realized I don’t have any. I’m thrilled to be pregnant again, but I’ve somehow let this baby completely take over my life. I feel like I’m in that limbo place again where I hate to be. How far along am I? If I am only 8 weeks, am I having 2? Why do I feel so big? Why am I so gaggy? I’m so tired, I just want to nap. Why can’t I just nap?

Why do I keep gaining weight, even as I eat less and less and exercise more and more. Why don’t my pants fit, I’m not supposed to be showing yet.

Why does my company continue to employ people who are not doing their jobs? Why do I have to go back and forth, back and forth before anything gets done?