Not fit to be around other humans
This week, pregnancy has lost any semblance of charm it might have once possessed. I officially declare week 32 as the turning point. I’ve never been a happy, jolly pregnant person but now I am a completely vile, nasty blob. Yesterday, I woke up at 2:40am for my first of several nightly bathroom trips. Tessa decided it was time to do yoga. Once she quieted down, the Braxton-Hicks contractions conspired to keep me awake. So I was up for the day at 2:40am. I’m retaining water like a camel – my ankles only look normal for 3.5 seconds in the morning but once I am vertical it is all over for the day. I growled at a clerk in a store yesterday who had the nerve to try to do her job by assisting me was bugging me. I regularly yell at other drivers because they are idiots – good thing it is so hot that everyone has their windows rolled up and their a/c on. Poor Steve has just decided to smile and agree with everything I say for the next couple of months. He, the dog, and Sabrina huddle upstairs in his office to “spend time together” (read: hide from the Mommy Monster) when he comes home.
Okay, I’m done complaining. For now. No sympathy or you will make me feel back for complaining. I know I’m lucky to be 32 weeks pregnant with everything seemingly going well. Some days it is harder to remember than others.
High point of the day: I had my first of now weekly fetal non-stress tests this morning. It was kind of fun to listen to Tessa’s heartbeat for 20 minutes. She kicked the microphone several times and generally didn’t stop moving the entire time. She is still measuring at exactly the 50th%tile which is a good thing. All seems to be fine. Projected date of induction: on or near July 28th.
When my new non-crazy doctor was figuring that out she accidentally said my due date was October 4th instead of August 4th. I quickly corrected her. She laughed and said “Oh didn’t we tell you? We miscalculated and you are due in October not August. Wouldn’t that be funny?” Hardy-har-har-har. She is lucky I like her – that kind of joke could make an uncomfortable pregnant lady snap.
Poor thing – I so remember the horrific swelling and not sun fun beached whale feeling;) It is worth it all and it really does end;);)They really do eventually come out:)OH yeah – I really did take care of that thing TODAY –
Hang in there darlin;)
I am getting induced on the 8th of August…our kiddos will be about 10 days apart. Maybe if your daughter is as gorgeous as I am sure she will be, we can arrange a marriage or at the very least a play date 🙂 It has been really nice going through this whole thing with another Blogga mommy. I know how you feel…I am like a big hot pig right now. My husband tried to have sex with me the other night…can you imagine?/!!!!!!!!! Ummm, he is the one who did this to me and today it is 94 degrees here and I am not forgiving.
I knew I had seen you before 🙂 quit complaining you are having a baby
It is so hard being pregnant in the summer. I have one July baby and one October baby and I have to tell you that I had a much more enjoyable summer with the Oct one! I used to say that I blew cankles out the door, I had kneenkles!!!!!
You’ll get through it, I know you will!!!!
JULY IS RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER!!!! HOW EXCITING!
I sure hope you are getting lots of leg and foot massages from your hubby.
Yes, you are lucky, but you are also 32 weeks pregnant in the blistering heat with an almost 2 year old. That is enough to make anyone cranky. It is not easy, and I too was not a jolly pregnant lady. It was a job, and I did it, I didn’t say it was all that. I too, know I was lucky……….but nine months of nausea got old.
Your family will survive!!
Hey, even GREAT things have their down sides. And you have good reason to be cranky. So feel free to bitch away!!! I certainly would be complaining my head off if I were you – I’m kind of a pansy about stuff like that.
You must really like your doctor – I like mine quite a bit but if she made that kind of RIDICULOUS miscalculation and then went into how FUNNY that would be I think I would use those extra long qtips and scrape the remains of her brain out via her ear. Apparently my violent side comes out at 34 weeks. Perhaps all of us very pregnant women should get together and sing around a campfire of smores….or perhaps we could just eat smores.
I know how you feel!!! I had Derek in July and the whole 2 weeks before he was born , it was at LEAST a 100 degrees everyday. I hink we turend our ac on in Feb:)
I too was cranky and yelled at drivers..wait I still do that:)
Hope you have a great weekend…
Ive never been pregnant and **I** know that sh** isnt funny!
happy fathers day weekend!
I have always felt so badly for pregnant women in summer. That cannot be comfortable.
Right there with ya! Fat, swollen ankles and all.
I don’t have much swelling yet (I had it bad with DD at the end-2 years ago). I’m sure my time is coming! I do however hear you on feeling like a “completely vile, nasty blob” Love the reference to Jaba, too! I prefer to be called a beached whale though! You’ll make it!!! You are almost there!
I’m sorry, I laughed. OK, you can shoot me now.
Been pregnant during summer a few times. It sucks.
(But I still laughed at your post and you can’t be mad at me cuz I got cancer, so THERE)
luv ya girl, hang in there!!!!!!
You have a right to complain! We all know that you are appreciative of having gone this far, but it doesn’t make it any easier. Just like the adoption process, we knew the end result was wonderful, but there were times that complaints were warranted!