So I haven’t really blogged as much about pregnancy as I thought I would. I really thought I’d have a lot to say about it, and I suppose I do but, I keep my mouth shut because I don’t want to be a whiner. Don’t get me wrong, I am thrilled to be pregnant, but the truth is, it’s not that fun. The things I’ve experienced lately have consisted of breaking my nightly bathroom trip record. I hit five times last night, and what was more depressing was the realization that the number is only going to increase. In direct correlation to this I've been 20 minutes late to work every day this week as I can't seem to pull myself out of bed at 5:30. Or, I’m at this lovely stage where I don’t look pregnant I just look fatter than normal. This situation has created ridiculous levels of paranoia where I am convinced that every random passerby is judging me for being so grotesquely overweight, which in turn causes me to want to scream really horrible profanities at them. I luckily have been able to refrain from this behavior so far. Or the other day Pat wanted to discuss something that immediately made me angry and I refused to talk about it. I let him know I was too tired and grumpy and perhaps we could talk about it the following day. Or the guilt I feel every time I drink a Coke and wonder if this is going to be the one that does permanent damage (yes, I am a horrible mother who hasn’t given up soda).
Basically being pregnant has really brought out the pleasant, positive, upbeat side of me.
I’d hate for you to think it's all negative. I do have my monthly doctor's appointments that I confess give me a bit of anxiety, however, every time I hear that little heartbeat mine skips a beat and then I remember that I really do love being pregnant, even if I don’t have many positive things to say about it.
I think it's okay to whine about pregnancy every once in a while! It really isn't the most fun thing in the world...very rewarding, and I love it, don't get me wrong, but your body is changing so much, the hormones are raging, it definitely has it's blah moments! But, in a few months when you get to hold the little one, everything is so much worth it!
ReplyDelete{btw...my nightly bathroom breaks have decreased A LOT in the 3rd trimester! There is hope! ;-)}
Ah yes, the wonderful life of a pregnant lady. With my first I became incredibly tactless, like I had no filter at all. It wasn't always good . . . like when I totally told my husband's boss that my husband lied about being late to a dinner party. The good news is that it evens out for a few months and life is good for a while - you don't have to pee all the time, you don't feel as yucky, you feel the baby kick, you can have Pat listen for baby's heartbeat, baby gets the hiccups, etc. But then it gets bad again with heartburn and swollen feet and more heartburn and baby sticking her head in your ribcage so you can't breathe . . .
ReplyDeleteAnd just because you're super grateful to be pregnant doesn't mean it doesn't suck some days. It's okay. :)