5 and counting...

5 months in officially and I continue to get bigger and so does the resident squash. As I finally got into the second trimester, things started to look up for me. I was starting to show a little bit and the thought debate of "is she gaining weight or is she pregnant" was/is becoming less of a debate and more obvious that baby is in fact on board. I find myself slipping more and more back into snarky and irritible with an easy red anger button. I don't feel like things that are annoying me are in any way not valid nor are would my opinion be different, I just know that my lack of filter ability is making it difficult to deal with my own self let alone other people. Most everything is very negative.

I am to the point where I am sure that people are saying how wretched I am and "hormones" and what not. All of which makes me that much more mad.

Thus, I am at a crossroads. Do I completely wimp out and do the technically frowned upon thing by taking a small dose of zoloft to help with everything or do I suck it up and deal with this because this is what you sign up for when you decide to be pregnant? I am a failure if I go with option 1 but I don't know that I will ever consider doing this pregnacy thing again if there isn't some sort of way to not lose my mind. Not to mention piss anyone and everyone off with my lack of patience and tact in the process and end up with no one giving a shit that it is/was all temporary anyway.