39 weeks

39 weeks, so very nearly there.
My body seems to have declared mutiny and blessed me with polymorphic eruption of pregnancy, which is a horrible itchy rash over my bump, arms, thighs and hands and I also have a horrible cold.
I’m reaching out to all the pray-ers for their prayers and any advice I can get.
No idea how I’m going to do labour like this.
It’s probably all a lesson on how we can do nothing in our own strength, but I feel like I’ve already been learning that, so really don’t need this lesson.
I’m frustrated to tears at points by the itchiness, the cough, the blocked nose, the sore throat and the serious lack of sleep.
Lord God, in your mercy, please take all these things away. Please please please please.
Preferably before baby comes, because how am I meant to cope if I’m already physically and mentally and emotionally exhausted? Help me please help me.

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