I'm depressed. I've got a UTI, which sucks all by itself. On top of that I feel crappy all the time. I am barely keeping up with my housework, no scratch that, I'm not keeping up with my housework. The house is a disaster, and everytime I get a burst of energy to do something, it doesn't last long enough for me to get it all done. The kids are sick, Hunter's coming down with what the girls have and Darrell's been puny all week too. He's got a toothache, but of course we don't have the money for him to go to the dentist. We have so much to do and buy before the baby's born, and it just seems impossible. We have to get a bigger vehicle, we have to get a bigger house. I have all the baby stuff to re-buy. The kids and Darrell and I are all going to need summer clothes soon. We usually buy them with the income tax returns, but since we have to pay in this year that's not possible. I've been having some slight spotting today, I believe it's due to the UTI though. I just feel like all this stuff is on us now, even though rationally I know it's not and we do have time. But I just feel like crawling into bed and having a good cry. I can't though, because anytime I complain about household stuff I hurt Darrell's feelings. He thinks I'm putting down his ability to provide for us, etc. Or at least I think that's how he feels.

I'm gonna go take a shower.