I am so unbelievably bored. I have nothing to do, no one to talk to or hang out with and no one to help me hold myself together. I feel like crap. I'm swelling up like a balloon, my shirt refuses to cover my stomach, I can't sit the way I want to because if I don't sit up perfectly straight my baby decides to make mommy her personal punching bag, but WHY NOT?! Everybody else has! I just can't seem to ever get my way anymore. It's gotten so bad that I have to go on a date sans my boyfriend because he prefers to swing foam swords around with his demon of a brother. FINE. Whatever. I'm sure it's way more fun than listening to me complain about pregnancy. I even get sick of myself... I guess I just have to get used to having no one but a 3year old to talk to, but sometimes, SHE doesn't even want to talk to me. I miss the way things used to be. Being able to leave whenever I want, eat whatever I want, DO whatever I want whenver I wanted to. I miss going out with my boyfriend instead of having to substitute my 9 month old nephew... Yeah... It's that bad. I wanted him to come see fireworks with me and I ended up holding a slobber-machine that weighs almost 30lbs all night while he slept in his bed or whatever he blew me off for. I don't think I'm being selfish. Is a couple dates with the father of my child to much to ask? He seems to think so. But I don't mind. Whatever. FINE. Whatever makes him happy is fine with me. I just sorta hoped that it would always be me.