So I just read a news article about a guy who called 911 because he was unhappy with his McDonald's order - he got the wrong chicken sandwich and then when he bit into it there was a bone. The pathetic part is, rather than thinking, "What a flipping moron," like any normal person would think, my first thought was, "Man I really want a chicken sandwich now!" (and I am about to order one, not from McDonalds though, far too lazy to drive, need delivery). What have you said/thought/done this pregnancy that made you stop and go, "Wow, I am pathetic?"
Re: Pathetic Pregnancy Moments
The other night my husband asked me if he made popcorn should he make enough for both of us. I think I told him something a long the lines of "I don't know". Well I fell asleep and then woke up when I heard him making popcorn. I went out in the kitchen to see if he left me a bowl and he didn't so I asked why he didn't make me any. He said because he didn't think I wanted any, but he would share his with me. Mind you., I'm half asleep. So I took the bowl from him and started to walk away taking a bite when I realized he had put cheese on it. I said "there's cheese on this yuck" and then handed him the bowl back, I guess I didn't hand it to him very nicely because I spilled popcorn on him! Oops! I said I was sorry and went to bed. Then the next morning I told him I was sorry, I wasn't very nice when I woke up. I'm generally not very nice when I wake up out of a sound sleep, I need to work on this. So there's my crazy pregnancy moment!
For me.... lol never felt so silly in my life
Also, I've been totally depressed for two days because both of my friends have had their babies this week. One is my best friend (other than DH) and she chose a c section because she was tired of not sleeping well. She's super low risk and has acted like she has so many problems this whole pregnancy, while minimizing all my truly high risk problems (2 years of infertility, 2 miscarriages, low progesterone, anemia, placenta previa, bicornuate uterus, low blood counts, and now GD). I'm happy for her but frustrated she's had it so easy and gets to have her baby before me. Also, our second miscarriage was due last week and she has spent the week telling me how great it feels to know she is "finally" going to be a mom and to just wait until it's my turn and get to feel the same way. I just try to keep reminding myself that I finally have a baby that is going to make it and that it doesn't matter who has their baby when. But, irrational pregnant me keeps getting angry/depressed that I have to listen to all kinds of inaccurate advice from her about pregnancy/birth and now parenting just because she went first.