27 weeks!

It's hard to believe, isn't it?
27 beautiful weeks. I am feeling better emotionally. I really need to keep realistic expectations, and realize that I am raising 3 kids while being 6 1/2 months pregnant AND not having a husband and all that means.
Physically I hurt. I don't sleep well because turning hurts so much. My patience is non-existant, though, which makes for a mentally exhausting day.
I had a weird dream last night about going into labor (actually, not going into labor but having my doctor try and talk me into another c-section). I really don't want another c-section if I can avoid it because Jeff only has 2 weeks of leave. I don't think I can recover enough in 2 weeks after a c-section. That and I REALLY don't want to go under the knife again. It was miserable both that I had.
I do, though, have a doctor who supports me at least trying labor IF I am a favorable. I guess that stresses me out because all my kids had to be evicted. They like it a bit too much in there I guess.
Ugh. I can't believe I'm stressing about that already.