Turning psycho. Don't wanna be pregnant anymore!

Morning sickness has not subsided (it's gotten worse the past week), parts of me are swollen that shouldn't be swollen, I've lost 6 lbs but you can't see it, I'm dizzy at least twice a day, 9 hours of sleep just isn't enough, I'm making so many trips to the bathroom these days that a club pack of bathroom tissue only lasts a week, my back is killing me despite me doing my stretches, I get winded coming up the stairs from the basement, I sweat just holding the hairdryer to my head, parts of me sweat that shouldn't be sweaty, I'm hot one minute and freezing the next for seemingly no reason, my face is covered in zits for weeks at a time, my hair looks like crap, walking around the mall makes me sick/dizzy/exhausted, i'm hungry all the time but anything I eat makes me gag/vomit, I have constant headaches, I can hardly put my son in his crib because this gut is always in the way (yes I know he should be in his big boy bed by now), I can't keep up with the housework cuz I tire out so easily, I can't just leave the housework cuz I can't stand the slightest bit of filth, my eyes are constantly blurry, my heart feels like it's often racing, my head hurts all the time to varying degrees, I can't fit into cute maternity clothes cuz I started out too fat and just got fatter, no one knows I'm pregnant unless I tell them because I don't look it, heartburn keeps me awake, it's hard to get up from a sitting or laying position, I can't bitch to my Mom anymore about feeling yucky cuz she's not here anymore, I wanna cry to everyone I know about Mom passing away but don't want to burden people with the same complaints all the time, my son won't go to bed easily anymore, my son won't potty train and everyone around me is telling me he should be done by now, I want to get out of the house and do things but there's not much one can do with limited mobility, I want to get down on the floor and play with Matthew but I get stuck there cuz my back goes out and it takes about 5 minutes for me to get back up, I can't shave my legs properly anymore cuz my gut is in the way, I can only wear slip-on shoes nowadays cuz it's too hard to bend over and tie my shoes (did I mention my gut keeps getting in the way?), I can't see my damn feet when I'm standing straight up anymore (although I can still smell them!), I can barely breathe, and I still have 2 more months of this to go!

And Chris wonders why I'm always angry and yelling...