I confess that I find this story about SO hilarious, and I don't understand why no one else does.
**Background: This was January of 2014. I had been diagnosed with the Flu and pneumonia about 1.5 weeks earlier. SO ended up catching the Flu from me a few days before this story.
I had an interesting night. SO spent a good portion of the night coughing, and for every 3-4 coughs, he would let rip a torrent of gas. I thought of making him check his pants numerous times, but I did not want to wake him. After one of these fits, I rolled partway to my back and froze. There was something warm touching the back of my thigh...and it was not a body part. I reached my hand down to check it out. Warm, slightly egg-shaped, and had a little bit of give. Cue racing thoughts: Oh my god! There is a turd in my bed! SO shit in the bed! Agh! Yuck!! Since it was already in my hand, I pulled it out into the light. It was a ball of aluminum foil. I have never been so happy to see foil in my life.
I am completely petrified of my scheduled induction. I've heard such horror stories about being induced and how much it prolongs labor that I'm a paranoid mess. I'm also nervous about my ability to be a mom. There's now a ticking clock constantly in my head with the looming induction and the closer Tuesday gets the less confident I feel about EVERYTHING. I want to meet my little boy but I'm so scared I'm going to fail him
I think you're crazy if you're still riding the "OMG pregnancy is magical I love everything about it" rainbow. You can go fly your unicorn to the other side of the moon, plz.
So my baby is measuring small but after NSTs and Biophysical profiles everything seems to be going okay, he's just skinny. I'm totally using this as an excuse to have a milkshake and/or ice cream every day and not feel guilty about it
I confess that I find this story about SO hilarious, and I don't understand why no one else does.
**Background: This was January of 2014. I had been diagnosed with the Flu and pneumonia about 1.5 weeks earlier. SO ended up catching the Flu from me a few days before this story.
I had an interesting night. SO spent a good portion of the night coughing, and for every 3-4 coughs, he would let rip a torrent of gas. I thought of making him check his pants numerous times, but I did not want to wake him. After one of these fits, I rolled partway to my back and froze. There was something warm touching the back of my thigh...and it was not a body part. I reached my hand down to check it out. Warm, slightly egg-shaped, and had a little bit of give. Cue racing thoughts: Oh my god! There is a turd in my bed! SO shit in the bed! Agh! Yuck!! Since it was already in my hand, I pulled it out into the light. It was a ball of aluminum foil. I have never been so happy to see foil in my life.
I confess that I find this story about SO hilarious, and I don't understand why no one else does.
**Background: This was January of 2014. I had been diagnosed with the Flu and pneumonia about 1.5 weeks earlier. SO ended up catching the Flu from me a few days before this story.
I had an interesting night. SO spent a good portion of the night coughing, and for every 3-4 coughs, he would let rip a torrent of gas. I thought of making him check his pants numerous times, but I did not want to wake him. After one of these fits, I rolled partway to my back and froze. There was something warm touching the back of my thigh...and it was not a body part. I reached my hand down to check it out. Warm, slightly egg-shaped, and had a little bit of give. Cue racing thoughts: Oh my god! There is a turd in my bed! SO shit in the bed! Agh! Yuck!! Since it was already in my hand, I pulled it out into the light. It was a ball of aluminum foil. I have never been so happy to see foil in my life.
I switched off of a show about dogs (DD's favorite thing in the whole world) to a show about trains (to be fair, her current second-favorite thing) because I couldn't stand to watch that show one more time. It's always on during DD's quiet time and I just couldn't today. Sorry, DD.
I confess that I find this story about SO hilarious, and I don't understand why no one else does.
**Background: This was January of 2014. I had been diagnosed with the Flu and pneumonia about 1.5 weeks earlier. SO ended up catching the Flu from me a few days before this story.
I had an interesting night. SO spent a good portion of the night coughing, and for every 3-4 coughs, he would let rip a torrent of gas. I thought of making him check his pants numerous times, but I did not want to wake him. After one of these fits, I rolled partway to my back and froze. There was something warm touching the back of my thigh...and it was not a body part. I reached my hand down to check it out. Warm, slightly egg-shaped, and had a little bit of give. Cue racing thoughts: Oh my god! There is a turd in my bed! SO shit in the bed! Agh! Yuck!! Since it was already in my hand, I pulled it out into the light. It was a ball of aluminum foil. I have never been so happy to see foil in my life.
I think you're crazy if you're still riding the "OMG pregnancy is magical I love everything about it" rainbow. You can go fly your unicorn to the other side of the moon, plz.
Well, I must confess that I'm actually loving pregnancy and sometimes feel like I could stay like this forever. But I know a lot of it is because the first 22 weeks of pregnancy totally blew for me. I would much rather be big and uncomfortable than puking all day long. This is also baby number two and my first was a colicky baby, so I'm well aware of all the difficulties and sleepless nights that lie ahead. Sometimes they are just so much easier to take care of on the inside.
I think you're crazy if you're still riding the "OMG pregnancy is magical I love everything about it" rainbow. You can go fly your unicorn to the other side of the moon, plz.
Well, I must confess that I'm actually loving pregnancy and sometimes feel like I could stay like this forever. But I know a lot of it is because the first 22 weeks of pregnancy totally blew for me. I would much rather be big and uncomfortable than puking all day long. This is also baby number two and my first was a colicky baby, so I'm well aware of all the difficulties and sleepless nights that lie ahead. Sometimes they are just so much easier to take care of on the inside.
This pregnancy has been rough for me and I'm also a FTM so I'm sure my opinion may or may not change next go around. DH's grandma told me "sometimes you'll just want to shove them back up there!!" Lol. I'm just dealing with preeclampsia, PGP, now I've been referred to a cardiologist because I have a heart condition I was born with that is worsening... Every day it's something new. So I am pretty biased.
My FFFC is I'm tired of people trying to tell me how to raise my two week old son. 1. My parents give me the stink eye when they see me giving my son formula instead of breast milk. 2. I told my mom today I was exhausted after my son woke up during the night every two hours to eat and have a dirty diaper. He would stay awake for an hour then go back to sleep... She told me I needed to open the blinds in the house because I need vitamin d that's why I'm tired. First of all I'm tired beause I had no sleep. Second it's RAINING and GLOOMY outside no sun.. 3. My mom also thinks I'm depressed because I don't go out of the house. I only go out to take my son to te doctor.. He two weeks old, it's cold and flu season- give me time, plus I'm not cleared to drive anyway.. Where am I gonna go? Also because when she picks me up to go somewhere I don't really talk - I don't have anything to say.. Besides get really mad at her for leaving me at the store the other day. (True story)
As other PPs have said, I AM OVER BEING PREGNANT. I'm so over having contractions that aren't actually doing shit. I'm tired of feeling full after taking a bite of an apple. I'm tired of the heartburn. I'm tired of having to literally roll myself out of bed to pee every other hour. Pregnancy has also made me even more irritable to sounds (ex: SO eating chips, my dogs squeak toys, my neighbors doing what I can assume is rollerblading in their kitchen) and I'm literally always bitchy. So. Yeah. Done being pregnant.
Re: FFFC
I confess that I find this story about SO hilarious, and I don't understand why no one else does.
**Background: This was January of 2014. I had been diagnosed with the Flu and pneumonia about 1.5 weeks earlier. SO ended up catching the Flu from me a few days before this story.
I had an interesting night. SO spent a good portion of the night coughing, and for every 3-4 coughs, he would let rip a torrent of gas. I thought of making him check his pants numerous times, but I did not want to wake him.
After one of these fits, I rolled partway to my back and froze. There was something warm touching the back of my thigh...and it was not a body part. I reached my hand down to check it out. Warm, slightly egg-shaped, and had a little bit of give. Cue racing thoughts: Oh my god! There is a turd in my bed! SO shit in the bed! Agh! Yuck!!
Since it was already in my hand, I pulled it out into the light. It was a ball of aluminum foil. I have never been so happy to see foil in my life.
DS1 01/08/03 DD1 08/11/04 DD2 10/06/08 DS2 09/30/14
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I'm also nervous about my ability to be a mom. There's now a ticking clock constantly in my head with the looming induction and the closer Tuesday gets the less confident I feel about EVERYTHING. I want to meet my little boy but I'm so scared I'm going to fail him
1. My parents give me the stink eye when they see me giving my son formula instead of breast milk.
2. I told my mom today I was exhausted after my son woke up during the night every two hours to eat and have a dirty diaper. He would stay awake for an hour then go back to sleep... She told me I needed to open the blinds in the house because I need vitamin d that's why I'm tired. First of all I'm tired beause I had no sleep. Second it's RAINING and GLOOMY outside no sun..
3. My mom also thinks I'm depressed because I don't go out of the house. I only go out to take my son to te doctor.. He two weeks old, it's cold and flu season- give me time, plus I'm not cleared to drive anyway.. Where am I gonna go? Also because when she picks me up to go somewhere I don't really talk - I don't have anything to say.. Besides get really mad at her for leaving me at the store the other day. (True story)
Just leave me alone people.