Thoughts I simply MUST spew or go NUTS:?Today...WTF phantom bacon smell and a strange rash on my face.Yesterday...WTF air balloon bloating. It made me look more months than my paltry 11 weeks.I think my hormones have decided to hate turkey and chicken and anything else formerly blessed with feathers. This frustrates me to no end. Fowl becoming foul isn't a clever cosmic twist - it's just annoying.?I want sashimi. I want smoked salmon. I really, really want oysters. All forbidden and therefore looking better than sex and first kisses and Paris all combined, with sparkles and a choir of angels. ?I'm already retiring some of my wardrobe, not because of a cute baby bump...but because of eating like a a sumo wrestler in training.?I keep praying designers still like empire waists and roomy dresses in 2009.?I get paranoid about the weirdest things, like wondering if seeing gross surgery on telly will affect my baby or if swimming in the ocean will alert distant sharks and aggressive dolphins of my vulnerable biological state.If I have to pee ONE MORE DAMNED TIME during my favorite show, am going to scream.Actually, I've already screamed. And cackled. And made an absolute fool of myself sobbing through a long distance phone company commercial. Nothing pulls my heart strings these days like cheaper long distance.?I really pity my DH because he's doing so much to get me comfy - and most days, I just can't deal with the overwhelming nausea/paranoia/bloat. I have become the Impossible Wife.?Did I mention how this bloating is making me miserable?Farting and pooping become such major accomplishments. I actually Skyped my dad "I POOPED," in ecstasy over conquering constipation on Christmas morning.?My cat knows I'm preggers. I'm SO SURE.Bigger boobs? Fiercely overrated. Want my flat chest back now, please.Secretly, I'm doing yoga because I am going to try to paint my toes by myself during the third trimester. I'm told it will be like bungee jumping, but less fun.I'm really mad I never went ice skating with hubby. He's never wanted to - and this year, he has a great excuse.?Some days, I just feel FAT. Not "going to be a mommy." Not "mother of my soul mate's child." Just FAT.I watched "The Business of Being Born" and want to invest in a baby wading pool, a doula, and wind chimes.?I'm probably going to end up screaming for every painkilling drug known to man.(Seriously though, that natural home birth scene in TBOBB looked so beautiful. Telling my parents that I'm *thinking* about it will freak them out to no end.)Placenta brain is happening early. I brushed my teeth with my face wash one time...and didn't realize it was face wash until I rinsed my mouth. If this keeps up, I'll have an acne-free tongue and a plaque-free face.I can't make myself eat any of MIL's cooking. Is it m/s or passive-aggressive eating?I laughed hysterically when my OB/GYN told me I had to cut down on coffee...then fell into full-fledged United Nations negotiation mode on just how many cups I could have. ?I'm posting this list because if I say this outloud, they'll nod knowingly and mouth "hormonal" behind my back.?
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Re: TMI: Venting with a list
Wow. I stopped reading halfway through.
Also, cooked oysters and smoked salmon are 100% fine per my dr. Sashimi is less so, but I eat low-mercury fish anyway.
You. Are. Hysterical.
That is the funniest thing I've read yet on these boards...absolutely made my crummy day!!
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BFP 3/17/12 at 12dpo CP 3/21/12
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Engaged 4/21/06
Married 9/29/07
Two beautiful legacies: Noah Matthew (2 yrs) and Chloe Marcella (8 mos)
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OMG I was in stiches and practically crying. Your vent is truly inspired. And you aren't alone ... that was one of the things that alerted me to being pregnant was that I was gagging at the smell of chicken when I'd had it a few weeks before. And my cat sitting on top of me 24/7. I'd just bought Duncin Douhnuts coffee three days before I found out!!! I feel ya sister.