Stressed out. Kids so noisy. So demanding. Get home. Send them to their rooms. Quiet time! Stay in there for a good half hour, kids.
Headphones in iPod. Blast the music. Louder always better. Red Hot Chili Peppers. Always better with them. Give it Away, Can’t Stop. Favorites. Drown out my life. That only motherhood is my life. Pretend to be just me. Pretend to remember who the hell Ariana even is. Was. 
And in other riveting news, this belly keeps growing. Bigger and bigger. 26 weeks along now. 
I have another ultrasound in two weeks. And don’t vaginal exams start soon? That’ll be fun. 