Never Gonna Be the Same

It's a Saturday night and I can't find anything to do or anyone to do anything with. My husband is going out with his friends and I feel like a prisoner in my own home because we only have one car and out of the friends he has, he's the only one that has a car. So here I am, depressed once again because the pregnant chick can't go anywhere or do anything that I want. Sometimes I even feel like my friends don't want to hang out with me because I'm pregnant and they probably see me as a man repellant. I just want to enjoy my time a little more before the baby comes and then I really won't be going anywhere then, and probably won't even feel like it. I'm at the end of my second trimester and I feel like time has flown since I first found out I was pregnant. I can't wait to meet the little one but while he/she is still baking I want to enjoy these last few months I have left.