What was I thinking...

Today is just one of those days where I am asking myself, "What was I thinking"? I am so far past exhaustion, my belly is so tight and uncomfortable, I just want to sit all day (kind of hard with the girls), but yet I can't sleep. I am wondering why I ever agreed to this. Don't get me wrong, I so love this little boy and can't wait to see him, but why does it have to be so horrible at the end? My parents had the girls most of Monday and Tuesday and it was a great break. I thought the rest would give me just enough "umph" to get me thru until next Wednesday, but it doesn't really even feel like they were gone. Pray for me that I can "buck up" enough to make it thru this week without being to grouchy:)!