I'm starting to feel the contractions. I can barely roll over when I'm in bed. I can't wait for all this to be over. I just want my body back.

We moved upstairs today. We had to wash the carpet yesterday because it was just disgusting. The former renter would bring his friends and a prostitute and just get fucked up and fuck until he finally got kicked out.

We painted the walls (We being me and the hubby) and moved everything upstairs in just 2 days. I like it up here. I wish the carpet was spotless though. The dirty marks are very faint but I rather it be super clean.

Oh well, at least we have a closet and our own bathroom now.

I decided to delete the diet page from my blog. It triggers me to continue to count calories. List everything, measure, check, I just find it time consuming. I barely have enough time to eat as it is. I just want to gain the freakin' pounds I'm suppose to, give birth and just die.