The Amazing Human Incubator

Ugh.  I feel like I'm crawling out of a hole, one handful of dirt at a time.  Waiting to find out all this bloat and big boobs is just another period is making me a mad woman.  

I can't be this person who exists only to bear children in my womb.  I'm more than just a studio apartment for a fetus, Goddammit.

And yes, I'm up at 2 in the morning.  The friggin' live broadcast of the Olympics is driving me INSANE.  

And China evicted how many people from the city to build that monstrosity of an Olympic village?  1.5 million?!  NO WONDER I CAN'T SLEEP!

(BTW, however politically indignant I am being right now because of sleep depravation, I'm still desperately hoping I'm pregnant. Gosh, I'm a loser.)