They're gone

Is it really horrible of me to be so excited that my parents are gone!! I do like when they visit just the timing of this visit sucked, then I was in a pissy mood (so was Chubs) yesterday so we avoided each other until we had to get in the car to go to the airport which of course we got out the door late because Apple Juice and Chubs 'escaped' into the backyard and were covered in mud so we had to wash and change them before we left. So Flyboy was freaking out because I wasn't there the second he got off the damn plane, I am always late picking him up. Even from his 10 month deployment I was 20 min late (because of the kids), but he never lets me live it down!! God it had been 10 months what the hell does 20 min matter! Then we gave his friend a ride home I had never met the guy and I am sure he is scared of me because I just ranted the whole way to his house, oh well.
I officially am hating being pregnant, I never have enjoyed being pregnant except with Chubs she was one of those pregnancies that aside from not finding a comfy way to sleep and the heartburn I never realized I was preggo. I am not a person who LOVES to sleep like I cannot sleep in usually my body only allows me to sleep 6-7 hours, but I sleep hard for that time. I love to be up in the early hours around 5:30-6am and get some time before the kids or Flyboy are up. But when I am pregnant I sleep for about 3-4 hours at a time get up to pee and cannot get back to sleep until 6 and then have to get up at 7 to get everyone going, then I drag throughout the day. Then my hormones get the better of me and I am not a pleasant person to be around. I hate being around me let alone being around other people. So I become a hermit and I HATE being home, so all the way around it sucks. I have 25 weeks to go and I am already done, I am hoping it gets better soon! It is just now 4 am and I have been up since 2:30 and I am not the least bit tired and all I can think of is that Flyboy is not going to get up with the kids so in 3 hours I will be up with everyone and it makes me mad!! He just had a week of hell and deserves to sleep in, but it still pisses me off.
Maybe after I find out the gender of this munchkin and can buy something for the baby it will feel more real. I think more of my problem is that I am still accepting the fact that I am pregnant. It is just so hard, Chubs has learned the word baby so she walks around saying "I, baby" and it breaks my heart that she will not be the baby soon. It just seems unfair, oh well it will all work out.
I should pretend to lay back down and act like it may bring sleep!