Sunday, October 4, 2015


Pregnancy kind of sucks.

At least this one does. It's draining all my energy, leaving me listless and exhausted. No, actually, I stand by my first statement: Pregnancy kind of sucks.

When else in your life is it considered completely normal for your limbs to swell, your nose to bleed, your body to ache, your stomach to constantly be heaving its contents, your bladder control to completely abandon you, belching, flatulence, constipation, dizziness, headaches... need I go on? If someone without a fetus was displaying those symptoms, they'd be sent to a specialist*. Yet, this is the everyday for most pregnant women.

Yes, this is the miracle of life. There will be a baby at the end of all this, and that's truly amazing and wonderful, and I know that I'm very lucky.... but right now, I'm looking at four more months of feeling like I have no control over my body or any of its processes and it's starting to get to me.

There are a couple of pluses though.

Take today for example. There are a lot of things that we really need to do before this baby arrives. We need to unpack some boxes, sort things, get rid of things, move furniture around, and clean. A lot.

Husband started today. He moved all the shelves around in the living room to make way for the couch to get through to go to the basement. I offered to help, I really did, but he didn't want me to, because baby.

I sat on the couch drinking tea and watching him move things, offering helpful suggestions about vacuuming behind everything. I was actually feeling a little guilty, because I know that I am fully capable of moving things right now. I'm pretty strong, despite being constantly tired.

You know what he said? He told me that he really wasn't worried about me hurting myself. He was more worried that if I did help him move heavy furniture, then from now until February, every time I felt like something might be wrong, I would blame myself. And the furniture. And maybe him for not stopping me from helping.

Although, now that I'm writing it down, it seems more like that might be more a benefit of being a known neurotic than being pregnant.

Hunh. Okay. Nevermind.

Pregnancy kind of sucks. 

*I just tried looking up this combination of symptoms on WebMD, and was advised to seek emergency medical attention. True story.


  1. Oh, I remember the "joys" of pregnancy well and can commisserate

    1. Lol.. I'm trying to at least not be whiny about it.