My Dearest Babies,
First off, I am sorry. I am sorry that I am not the nicest person to be around right now. I know that I have been yelling way more than usual and don't have any patience with any of you.
I know that I am not any fun to be with and can't get down on the ground to play games with you. I am sorry.
Mama is really uncomfortable. It is really hard to be pregnant and to navigate my way around all your JUNK all over the house.
I also hurt. It doesn't help that I tripped and fell over all the toys in the girls' room this week, that kind of made it worse.
But, here is the good news. With this bad mood of Mamas, comes her craving for all things junk. That is why the pantry is now stocked with Doritos, Cheetos, Pop Tarts, Oreos and Popcorn. You are welcome.
Please have patience with Mama because she doesn't have patience with anyone and I am sorry.
This will all be over soon, I promise. This baby will be born and then I will be in an Oxytocin induced state of bliss.
I love you all. Even when I am crying and being cranky and just not very nice.
I promise, I love you more than you will ever know.
Just wait. This baby will be here soon and I won't be the raging hormonal mess that you have to put up with right now. I will be a different raging hormonal mess, one that has a baby next to her, not inside of her. You know it gets better.
Thanks for hanging in there with me and enduring the end of my pregnancy well. Because at least one of us should.
I love, love, love you.