Irritability

This is the only word to describe me right now. Last week the dr. told me that she thought the baby was measuring small , so of course I got all freaked out, and had to go for an ultrasound, and he was almost 5lbs. I don't think that seems all that small, since Evan was only 6lbs2oz, but I am not a dr. Then they did that glorious thing called an 'internal' and found me to be dialating already. So, i was ordered to go home and do nothing for a week or so, until my next appointment, b/c it was a little too soon for him to come out yet. It is now 6 days later, and my appointment isn't until FRIDAY. I am SICK of being home, not being able to CLEAN, or go to work, or do anything. Yes, it is sickness, probably. Everyone I have spoken to said I am crazy, b/c if their dr. told them to go home and do nothing but lay around and eat, they would be happy. But, they do not realize that if I am not doing it, it is not getting done, OR, it is getting done, but not to my specifications - not to get all OCD on everyone, but there are certain ways to clean, and certain ways NOT to clean. And there are things that apparently males do not see that need to be done, which women seem to have overly sensitive powers to notice. And so that is where I am at. And if I can just wait until next week when I'll be considered full term, I can scrub and wash and fold and organize to my hearts content.