Pity Party

I just had a major pity party for myself in the bathroom at work.  I am over whelmed over the following things:

  • Its year end and I am crazy busy and stressed
  • I am 9 months pregnant at a very stressful time of year at work
  • I have 3 weeks until maternity leave and about 6 weeks worth of work
  • I have never felt so tired in my life (and yes I realize I am about to be more tired with a new born. )
  • Everyone seems to have an opinion about my pregnancy and how big I am and I just do not have the energy to hear about it anymore.
  • In a matter of weeks I will be pushing a BABY out of my VAGINA.

After said pity party I immediately gave myself an imaginary slap in the face, pulled on my big girl panties and told myself the following:

  • Its year end and I am crazy busy and stressed THIS TOO SHALL PASS
  • I am 9 months pregnant at a very stressful time of year at work I AM BLESSED TO HAVE MY JOB AND THE RESOURCES IT PROVIDES WHEN SO MANY IN THE WORLD DO NOT HAVE EMPLOYMENT RIGHT NOW
  • I have 3 weeks until maternity leave and about 6 weeks worth of work THE WORLD WILL NOT END IF NOT EVERYTHING GETS DONE.  I AM DOING WHAT I CAN WITH THE TIME I HAVE LEFT
  • I have never felt so tired in my life (and yes I realize I am about to be more tired with a new born. THIS TOO SHALL PASS
  • Everyone seems to have an opinion about my pregnancy and how big I am and I just do not have the energy to hear about it anymore. I HAVE THE ABILITY TO SMILE AND NOD.  
  • In a matter of weeks I will be pushing a BABY out of my VAGINA. MANY PEOPLE WOULD KILL FOR THIS OPPORTUNITY AND WILL NEVER GET IT.

 

There.  Pity party over.  Big girl panties on.  Life is not bad, its just a bad day.

 

 

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