Date: May 30, 2008
i'm tellin ya. it's hard to deal with the idiosyncrocies of pregnancy. i feel like all i do is complain but yet i feel like no one really truly understands all the body feels and goes thru unless that person's been pregnant before. something so easy as putting on underwear. no one thinks about that. but you do every single damn morning when you can't lift your leg up that high b/c of the dropping belly. i curse underwear every single frickin morning! :-) it's sounds so stupid but it sets the morning off in not so glamorous a mood! sometimes people just act as if it's really nothing and you should just buck up and handle it. they have no idea. i could cry from frustration pretty much any time during the day. that doesn't mean i'm wallowing in misery. i have a blast with wyatt; we laugh and play and all that, but carrying/feeding/sustaining one inside is exhausting and you can't realize how magnanimous this task is unless you've been pregnant. Then you add one outside who needs you emtionally as well as physically with feeding times, diapers, play time, care, understanding, patience, extreme independence, never-ending inquisitiveness etc. this is not a hard thing to do unless you are drained of energy, your appendages are extremely weak with the re-routing of blood in your body, you are so tired you find yourself nodding off while your 19 mo. old is playing, you huff and puff after taking seven steps slowly up to the next level.....and you must move b/c if you don't you will fall asleep.
i'm finally believing there is light at the end of the tunnel. I do see an end to this. i just wish i could lay in bed and be drugged the next 11 days until that epidural kicks in!
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