March 24, 2015
My poor husband is probably so tired of hearing me say the following:
- I'm tired.
- Why am I so exhausted?
- I just need to take a nap
- Let let me lie down for 10 minutes
- Do you need dinner tonight?
- I don't feel good
- My stomach hurts
- No I'm just tired
The one thing I do remember is being moody. Not like lash out and go all Kanye West on paparazzi crazy but emotional like, "everything is making me cry" moody.
I am however am extremely lucky that I don't have worse symptoms and I acknowledge that but I am not going to sit here and type that it's all hunky-dory, sunshine and lollipops. It's hard. It's especially hard to be this way when you haven't told but a few people.
It's kind of like self torture. You don't want to tell anyone how you are feeling but the beginning of the pregnancy is usually when you feel the worst. Your body hasn't morphed into a giant fetus hotel yet so you just look chunkier or more bloated than usual. To top it off, you are most likely too scared to tell anyone what the issue is for fear that, God forbid, you send a little angel to heaven.
Why? Why must we torture ourselves.
Pregnancy is not perfect. If anyone says it is, they are lying and you should distance yourself from them. For the most part, I like being pregnant as I generally feel pretty good but we all have our days. We miss things like:
- Not looking like we're smuggling different types of balls under our shirts
- Pants that fit for more than a month at a time
- Feet that fit our "fun" shoes (because our feet have widened and we fear they may never shrink again!)
- Wine, beer, spirits, etc.
- Not having aches in more places than you'd ever like to count
- Sleeping a full eight hours waking feeling refreshed not like you've gone to an all night rave and drank too much
- Sushi
- Lunch meat
- etc.
So if you are pregnant, get pregnant or have been pregnant remember that you are doing something incredible. Something that doesn't seem possible. Something that deserves praise.
It's a hard job and the boys just can't handle it. Haha!
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