Maybe it's the intense pregnancy hormones, but I have had a change of heart.
Thank you to everyone who read my frustrated, whiney, lack-of-sleep post and didn't pick up the phone to call and tell me to get over myself. I felt much better after dumping it into the blogging world.
No, we are still not sleeping. Good news? I can see two more 2-year molars popping through. I always feel much more relieved when they come in together. I'd rather just get this all done at once.
However, in the last week a great friend of mine had a miscarriage, my Grandma fell and broke her arm and now is very weak, my mom is completely beside herself stressed (of course she won't accept my help), and then I was so blessed to have read this and this. I blubbered through my morning coffee.
Anyway, what I'm getting at is that not only have I been given the oppourtunity to get over myself and be strong for someone else, but I realized exactly what kind of opportunity I have in front of me. I'm ashamed it took me reading of someone else's loss to get over my own pity party. I guess though, to give myself a break, when you are in the midst of somethings, it's hard to see anything outside of your own world.