So last night, after waking up for my egg sandwich, I was laying there in bed and totally LOST it.
Why the hell did we do this?!?! I was SO excited at the prospect of another baby, of another pregnancy, and was so psyched to start TTC. Now? Why?!?!?! :'( I mean 3 kids? (And I wanted, key: past tense, 4!!!) I'm teetering on insane as it is with my 2.
The biggest knocker for me though, I just spent about 9 months of my life having my body all mine, for the first time in 5 years. Now? It's been hijacked again. I'm so so miserable, and I'm going to continue to be for 9 months and then I'm looking at a minimum of 14 months (average between kids) BFing. That's well over 2 years before I truly get my body back for myself. How am I going to survive 2 more years?!?!?!?! WHAT was I thinking?!?!?!
I wanted this baby so badly 2 months ago and now I'm not even nearly as excited as I was. Top that with a big old heap of guilt for feeling the way I do, when sweet women have lost their babies.
Damm constipation, nausea, exhaustion, acne, lightning crotch, sense of smell, Yada Yada Yada. Oh, and hormones. F U hormones.
Avid babywearing, breastfeeding, vaccinating, SAHM of M ~ 12/11 and S ~6/13.
Married New Year's Day 2013
Previously Clizh, bumping since 2009 and still mourning my platinum medal. 
Re: My WTF was I thinking breakdown
I'm slowly feeling better about things. But I definitely panicked there for a while.
Damn terrorist fetus.
DH and I having been fighting more lately too. Remembering from my first pregnancy, the first trimester brought more fighting then as well. Once the 2nd tri perk-up happened we went right back to normal. I anticipate that to happen this time too.
BFP 12/31/14, EDD 9/08/14 ~ Natural M/C 2/21/14 at 11.5 weeks
BFP 5/24/15 - EDD 2/4/16
DS1 Jan 2012
DS2 July 2013
DS3 February 2016
Every. Single. One. Of. These.
WTF. I've been crying going on 48 hours. FTM, life is changing. I cried at dinner last night trying to tell my husband all the things we have to do to prepare. IN A PUBLIC RESTAURANT.
All the feels.
Also, this February thing is throwing me off... because the Fall/Winter is always so busy (football season, Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas Parties, Christmas Holidays, New Years......) I told DH that by the time we get through that, then BAM we practically have a baby. SO MUCH TO DO, SO LITTLE TIME. What was I thinking!?!?! So overwhelmed.
Edit: Not to mention I woke up at 5 am, was sick all morning, finally mustered up the energy to make myself lunch to bring into work (made lunch, cut up fruit, got my ginger ale all packed up nicely) and then forgot the whole thing at home. Which leads to more crying.