Today I am officially 20 weeks along, which means I'm half way through this lovely thing called pregnancy. Don't get me wrong, the end result is totally and completely worth it, but the 5 months before the baby shows is so sucky. I HATE BEING PREGNANT! I realize I don't have many reasons to hate it. I have never, not once, thrown up or felt sick. I just hate it with purple passion and the last half of it is the part I hate the worst. Here are some reasons I'm not a pregnancy lover (those people are weird)-
stretch marks
varicose veins
getting fat no matter what I do
watching my face expand
being so tired all the time
not sleeping well
always wondering if I look "too big" for how far along I am
my bumpy strange skin
varicose veins (oh, did I already mention that?)
I could go on and on, but I won't. Nobody wants to read me feel sorry for myself. And yes, there are probably a few self righteous people that would say I should feel blessed to be able to get pregnant at all. I get that. But if a girl can't complain on her own blog, where the heck can she?
Thursday, July 22, 2010
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3 comments:
Yeah, getting as big as a barn is not my idea of fun either for so many uncomfortable and unattractive reasons.
You are SO not big. But I hear ya about not being able to do anything about controlling your size. It makes me crazy! I think that people must be lying when they say that they love getting big. Are they serious?
But see, the best part of being pregnant is that you CAN get big and nobody will question it. No one is going to ask a pregnant women if she's gained a few pounds recently. It's an awesome thing!
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