so freakin stressed
So I was in school for 13 hours, and Im 30 weeks pregnant. I dropped one of my classes (what I thought would be the easiest one) because my grade was a 56. So It dropped me to 10 hours. Now with those 10 hours I have Psychology, Biology (anatomy/physiology) Lecture & Lab, & College Algebra. In Psychology I have an 86 with 2 test and a project left, Biology Lecture a 59 with 3 test & a final, Biology Lab a 85 with 3 test left, and College Algebra a 92 with 3 test left. I HAVE to have a B in Biology Lecture and in order to get a flat 80 I have to atleast make a 95 on the next 3 test. I dont know how I will ever get that accomplished. Its so stressful, because when I take the test, it feels like I did great and then I bomb it. I just dont know what to do. I need this class in order to get into nursing school. I am just at a loss of what to do. And to top it off, I have a test in Lab tomorrow that I have been studying for all night. BD got home from work about 11 and had food with him. We have ALWAYS fed my dog from the table, but all of a sudden, my mother has gotten on this kick about not feeding her because she has 'rolls of fat' on her back. She is about 5 lbs, if that. And apparently he gave her one fry, and I tried to get her to go to bed with my mom & dad (Where she ALWAYS sleeps) and twenty minutes later, I hear her whining outside of my door. So I take her back down to my moms room, and she wasnt in there... So I figured she went out to smoke. I took Bella (the dog) down to her to ask why she wasnt in the bed with dad. My mom all out has a damn shit fit and tells me that she is MY responsibility since Justin (BD) continues to feed her (which my mom has NO proof of because she was already in bed when he got home) and she says that Bella wants to be with Justin because he feeds her and plays rough with her and she cant handle the whining anymore. She knows good and damn well I have this stupid test tomorrow that I would rather not fail, and didnt need this extra freakin stress on me. But then she goes on to tell me that she is now OUR responsibility- we can feed her and take her to the vet and she can sleep with us and when the baby comes to not ask for ANY help, since we cannot "abide by her rules." First off- I dont know who crapped in her dang cherrios this morning, but she DOESNT need to take it out on us-ESPECIALLY when we helped her finish her **over due** taxes this morning. Secondly- she knows that we are both bigger (I am overweight & 30 weeks & Justin is just over weight) and we sleep in a full size bed already squished with the two of us. We dont need a dog taking even more room when she has a dang Cali King. I am just beyond stressed and want to get out so bad- but anytime its brought up, she always says we will never make it & I dont need to be trying to move 30 weeks pregnant... But DAMN if I live her for much longer her unneeded BS is gonna cause me to go into preterm labor. UGHH. I just needed to get that off my chest I guess. BD doesnt know what to say to make it better, except itll be okay, and that just aggravates me more. >:-(
Sorry if you read all that for no reason.
ginormous vent over.
Sorry if you read all that for no reason.

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@Proudmommy8789 - Ill take a picture and post it here, she really isnt "overweight" at all. But whatever
But the hell continues to break lose.