Today was a day of utter depression.

Tony and I got into it real bad this morning to the point that I threatened to leave him. I realize now it's just my hormones, but at the time it felt real.

I think Tony and I just have different priorities about what is important right now and we clash constantly.

It doesn't help that I'm tired and fed up. Sleeping is increasingly difficult and having diabetese is getting on my last nerve, I mean what pregnant woman should be denied a bowl of ice cream once in a while. My cravings are outrageous and I can do nothing about them, and then I have to sit back and watch Tony shove donuts and potato chips in his mouth!

Not to metion the concerns of the c-section, I'm losing my mind! Calgon take me away!!!