While I know we're all happy to be pregnant and grateful/fortunate to be this far along, I need to know that I'm not alone in struggling through this third tri!
At only 33 weeks, I am exceedingly uncomfortable. I wake up every 2 hours to pee and flip sides, and want to stab anyone who says "Enjoy the sleep while you can!" I feel winded just getting ready for work in the morning, and basically consider calling in sick every single day (except I can't because I'm saving all my days for maternity leave). At least once daily I have to give myself a pep talk, "you can do this, you are stronger then this." And even though I am planning to work right up until my due date, every Friday I pat myself on the back for making it through another week.
While we have pretty much everything we need for our new arrival, our home is not even close to being baby-ready. I feel like I have a mile-long to do list (take birth class, pack hospital bag, tour hospital, was baby items, find daycare etc.) But I am so exhausted by the time I get home, I'm barely getting through it. And I also go back and forth feeling like I have a lot of time to get things done, and panicked that the baby will come early and I won't be ready.
Anyway, I'm sorry to be such a downer but I just found myself googling "How to Survive the Third Trimester," and thought I'd turn to the Bump ladies for encouragement. Please tell me I'm not alone!
***First-time Mom in New York City | Married 8.16.13 | Expected Due Date 5.29.15***
Re: Let's Complain!
On the other hand, when I've got the baby on the outside, I know I'll think back to how much easier it was when he was on the inside!
Yes I am seriously that ridiculous. My hypochondria is truly just awful and I am my own worst enemy because of it and for that reason alone I am so ready for baby to be here, healthy and happy!! I can't stand the constant worry!!!!
I know I ramble, sorry.
One hopeful I have is my doctor gave me work restrictions so maybe I can move to a different dept at my job. I would be so elated and at this point I'm just done. Ready to hold my baby boy and have a month off work. Let the chips fall where they may.
Between the body aches, the feeling I being bruised from the inside (this kid is strong!), insomnia and the pain of a broken foot, I am ready to call it quits. BUT I am also terrified of him coming early and having to be a single parent to a newborn with a cast on my leg. I hate being in my own head sometimes. Everyone in my life keeps telling me how they admire my positive attitude, because they have no idea what I'm actually thinking, as I go about my day with a big smile on my face.
P.s. normally I'm not whiny but this phase is getting to be too much to bare!
I had last week and a half off due to preterm labour and altough i am very grateful that baby made it this far and is almost full term, i loved having time off!!!! I NEED A VACATION!!!!!!! *sobs*
Okay that made me feel better, now to finish the marathon!