Sleep is such a struggle, I wake up every 30 or 45 minutes to roll onto my other side, it's exhausting!
Can't sleep... ever. And when I do, very vivid, bizarre dreams again. Aches and pains. I'm pretty sure I'm incubating a cross between Chuck Norris and a ninja turtle wanna-be. Indigestion is grossing me out, but still no heartburn. My emotions are a rollercoaster. I've never felt like this before. One day I'm excited the next... terrified. Then I want to cry. I've been sitting in her nursery a lot lately just rocking in the rocking chair.. waiting. Trying to imagine what it's going to be like. I don't know, guess I'm just overwhelmed. It's always been me, DH and the dogs. And now to think I will have a tiny human to take care of until I die... kinda scares the shit out of me. But a lot of people say, "once you see her, you won't know what life was like before her."
Well, I'm ready for the moment because I hate feeling scared like this. I don't want to let her down.
Add me to the pregnancy sucks club. And to the feeling guilty for hating being pregnant club. I didn't go through IVF, but I did do IF treatment (IUI + drugs) to get here and I hate admitting how much I hate being pregnant. And when I run into one of those people who absolutely LOVED being pregnant and had zero symptoms, a not so small part of me wants to slap them. Yes, I'm glad for you that you had such an easy "magical" time with all this, now if you could please shut up that would be great, thanks. I relate to all the fears too, and TBH it kind of annoys me when ppl tell me how much my life is gonna change. I am keenly aware that things are going to change, drastically. Every single moment of every day I am reminded of that, but it's not something I want to hypothesize about and discuss with everyone.