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I read my first two posts this morning and realized I sound a bit like a whiny brat

Is this the point where I am going to now tell you all the things I in fact LOVE about being pregnant? Hell no. Sorry. Get over it.

Instead I am going to break down a few more of the reasons why pregnancy sucks:

1. While I don’t love the way I look pregnant I don’t absolutely hate it. It’s not the belly or the weight gain that I hate as much as the impact the weight has on my ¬†body. Specifically my energy and mobility. Getting up the stairs at our condo feels like climbing Mount Everest to me. I am out of breath halfway up the stairs! Sweeping and mopping our small condo causes a lower backache that just won’t quit. And this morning I had to ask my SO to tie my shoelaces for me because I can no longer reach them!!

2. Maternity clothes suck. Period. There is an attempt to make them fashionable and I appreciate that but at the end of the day pants with elastic waists and a big, stretchy black band are just not attractive. And you don’ t want to buy too many maternity clothes because (God willing) you won’t be able to wear them anymore a few months after the baby is born. So I am stuck wearing the same 3-4 pairs of stretchy pants and shirts every day.

3. Those of you that know me know that I am extremely independent and have been doing things on my own for a very long time. Ask my mom and dad about this and they will tell you the story of when I pretty much potty trained myself by deciding to change my own diaper. This resulted in the toilet, bathroom floor, walls, and ceiling (Mom might have been exaggerating a bit here) being covered in the contents of my diaper. The point is that I like doing things on my own and do not like asking for help. Being pregnant has completely destroyed my independence. My SO does so much for me and while I am endlessly grateful to him it is frustrating at times to not be able to do the things I used to. My energy level is no where near what it used to be. I am lucky if I accomplish 2 things off of my ever growing to do list each day.

4. Have you seen my vagina? Neither have I. Not in weeks. 

Don’t get me wrong people I am very excited to meet little Olivia come December. I love her immensely already. I just wish December would hurry the hell up!!!


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