9 weeks tomorrow

...and this pregnancy is harder on me in sooo many ways than my first. I'm so much more tired (at least I think I am, maybe I just don't remember how tired I really was with Drew), I'm feeling "puffy" around the middle, despite the bump, it just isn't hard, I'm quite squishy (cute, right?), and I'm soooo much more moody. With Drew, I was NEVER moody. I had a complete break down today because when I wiped off Drew's highchair tray, I got his food all over the floor, the clean floor that I had JUST finished wiping down. I hysterically cried for about 5 minutes until I finally told myself to just chill out. Psycho! This morning I felt horribly queasy (thankfully I still don't have morning sickness) and I was late for work due to reasons you don't care to hear about. I know it could be worse but I'm just stressed out and tired, I feel like my house is never as clean as I want it to be, I try really hard to make sure I give Drew enough attention, and I just want a freakin' nap! Not to mention, I'm at work 7 hours each day. Mike tries to help but I'm OCD to the point that I would rather him not, if that makes sense. And if he doesn't do it how I would do it, I get annoyed (which has always been the case because I'm insane, but I think it is intensified these days) I'm pretty much a mess. Pray for me!