I forgot how much being pregnant sucks. 32 weeks in and I’m f*cking done. I want my body back. I want to be able to see all my parts without tucking my belly in and stretching my neck out like a damn giraffe. I want to be able to bend down without grunting like an 80 year old man. I want to eat what I want to eat and not worry about another human when I do. Which brings me to diabetes, and the fact that I failed my 1 hour glucose test recently.