32 Weeks: Woah it's getting close

So I have completely neglected this blog for most of my pregnancy. Probably because the bulk of the second trimester and beginning of the third were so awesome. Seriously, I would forget I was pregnant sometimes.
Now here I sit, huge, stretched out, achy, tired and ready to have my baby. Well, not REALLY ready but mentally ready. She needs to bake away in there a bit longer but emotionally, we are ready to have her out!
I'm going to take this time to vent/brag/bitch/whatev since it's been so long and I know you miss this bitter knocked up hag :)

1. I was diagnosed with Gestational Diabetes about a month ago. It sucks. Bad. All I want to eat is cake and french toast. TOO BAD. I get to eat cheese and chicken. Have fun. I think my main annoyance with having to follow this carb-/sugar-/love-less diet is that people don't understand that I did not do this to myself. That I am not an unhealthy diabetic that is abusing my baby via blood sugar overdose. In fact, if one more person says any of the following things to me, I reserve the right to throat punch them...HARD.
-"Oh, but you weren't really overweight!" Um dipshit, I was never overweight. And I'm pretty sure even now, at 7 months pregnant, I still weigh less than you.
-"You let your 'pregnancy' diet get that bad huh?" Yes, I decided to only eat a diet of candy, white sugar and soda. In fact, I did everything in my power to be one of those pregnant women that deliberately tries to eat as bad as possible. What, that's not normal?
-"Ah, you have family members with diabetes huh?" Actually, no. I don't. Andplusalso, Gestational Diabetes is pregnancy induced. Read a book ASS.

Like I said - HARD THROAT PUNCH.

2. You are not pregnant for 10 months. I'm pretty sure women cling to the 10 month idea because they are freakin huge by month 8 and it makes them feel better to say "I'm 9 months pregnant." That's right, I just threw my pregnant comrades under the bus. Get over it. When you get to your due date, you are not 10 months pregnant. Sorry.

3. I will have a grease stain directly in the middle of the belly on each and every shirt I wear from now until this baby makes her debut. I've accepted this.

4. Did I mention that I realllllllly want to eat cake?

5. Stretch marks will find you just when you think you may have avoided them. Yeah, I know it wasn't realistic since I'm hardly finished with this pregnancy but a girl can hope right? WRONG.

6. I don't have to wake up at any point during the night to pee. Never have. Jealous?

So there it is. My ranting for the week. Or month since I don't ever update this thing.