UGH.

Let me take a few moments to complain. I try really really hard not to be a complainer. I mean I have an amazing life, with an amazing husband who loves me and a handsom son who brightens my day. I dont have any major trials going on in my life. I have a nice home where my family is safe. My life is pretty darn great and there are people in a lot worse situations than me, so I have no right to complain... But lately its really hard to hold it in so let me just vent for a moment.
My belly is getting so big that I can hardley hold Tyson anymore and when I do, I feel so much pressure I can barely stand it. I try to get down and play with him but any position I sit in is uncomfortable. He is getting more and more adventurous and I'm getting more and more tired and more and more uncomfortable. I am so tired but cant seem to get comfortable at night or during the day to take a nap.
Some times I have to go to peoples houses who have breakable things and Tyson seems to go right to those and wont leave them alone. I chase him around, ware myself out and try to hold him on my lap which I said before I can not do anymore.
I really do love being pregnant and feeling the baby move and grow but I am SO READY to be done. I know it will be hard when I am trying to give two babies attention but I will actually be able to bend over to play with them and really give them both the attention I want to!
 I'm tired. I'm worn down. And I'm grumpy. Thats my complaining for the moment. The end.