What were your biggest pregnancy surprises and pet peeves?

Just got off a Skype call with a friend—she’s two months further along than me.
- "Hey, you feeling the baby yet?"
- "No." 😢
- "Still nothing? How far along are you now?"
- "Hit my 20th week today."
- "Whoa, okay, so you're pretty deep in it then... how is that possible?"
🙂
I swear, what is wrong with people? How can she just drop that on me first thing in the morning, knowing damn well I'm already stressed because I haven't felt a thing... 😠
Some people really need to learn some tact, seriously... 😢

I was losing my mind because of this one couple—the wife was at the exact same stage of pregnancy as me, but she could already feel the baby moving by week 15, just like her husband could. My husband was totally 😲 freaking out about why he couldn't feel anything yet and if everything was actually okay...
So I told him to chill. At 15 weeks, it’s probably just gas or something, and that might be all his dad was feeling back then...
My husband only just felt the little guy a few weeks ago, and honestly, I can barely feel anything in the front either... but now? This kid is absolutely throwing a party 🙂

Yehane, if a friend keeps bugging you about it, just give them a heavy dose of reality to shut it down!
My close friend actually hit her pregnancy milestone a week before I did, and she was spiraling because she wasn't feeling anything at all. It turns out the doctors told her it’s just because she has an anterior placenta—that's why everything feels so different!

I’m honestly just losing it... with food... I can't seem to stop... currently demolishing some Nathan's hot dogs and some cheap deli cheese 🤦

For me, the nausea is honestly the absolute worst part...
I spend the entire morning just trying to summon enough willpower to brush my teeth, because almost every single morning, I feel like I'm going to throw up while doing it.
Then, once that passes, I get hit with this intense hunger, but as soon as I actually eat something, the nausea comes right back. It’s just a constant cycle all day long. I keep wondering when this phase is finally going to end... 👎

I’m honestly getting so frustrated with myself—my sugar cravings are becoming an absolute obsession! 😠
Luckily enough, these little manic episodes mostly hit me during the morning hours; I rarely, if ever, feel this way once evening rolls around.

I just got totally let down by a pear... I picked out such a beautiful one, fully intending to sit down and enjoy it properly, but then I took a bite and—it was rotten right in the middle 😢

🙂 🙂 I seriously need a replacement pearrrrrr...

I get it, honestly. Your brother-in-law’s behavior would drive me absolutely nuts too. Trying to force things like that? It never works. It's just a recipe for disaster.
And all that talk about her stomach? Like, seriously, what is her problem? She needs to mind her own business and stay out of it.

I’m new here, but I feel like I really need to get this off my chest:
-Honestly, it drives me crazy when someone is being incredibly obnoxious about their pregnancy and makes it their entire personality. They constantly ask if I can feel the baby yet—like a broken record—even though I’ve never once brought it up unless someone specifically asks me...
-Then there’s that one "friend" who is pregnant and talks about nothing else. When you finally ask if she feels the baby moving just to try and find some actual conversational substance, she acts all insulted. She won't say it to my face, though; she just pretends everything is perfect and tries to schedule coffee like nothing happened...
-It really bugs me when people won't just tell me what they're actually thinking right to my face.
-And I can't stand it when people judge my food choices, like telling me I shouldn't be eating bagels because they're "just empty carbs," or criticizing my bamboo tea. Like, why do you even care? It's none of your business...
-Or when people start worrying about my "20 extra pounds." And yeah, I've actually gained another five on top of that because I'm pregnant.

John Baker5 said:I just got totally let down by a pear... I picked out such a beautiful one, fully intending to sit down and enjoy it properly, but then I took a bite and—it was rotten right in the middle 😢

🙂 🙂 I seriously need a replacement pearrrrrr...

😘 I feel you on that...
During my pregnancy, I became obsessed with eating the exact thing I had in my head, prepared exactly how I imagined it. If what happened to you had occurred to me, I probably would've burst into tears. 😁
Turns out I turned into a total food freak.

Olivia Miller2 said:😘 I feel you on that...
During my pregnancy, I became obsessed with eating the exact thing I had in my head, prepared exactly how I imagined it. If what happened to you had occurred to me, I probably would've burst into tears. 😁
Turns out I turned into a total food freak.

To be honest—a couple days ago, I dropped a pear on the floor right as I was about to eat it... it was the last one we had at home... and I just burst into tears 😂😂😂

My husband didn't really get it, poor guy; he got so worried that I was actually in pain or something, but we ended up laughing about it together later 🙂...

This meme is driving me insanea flyhas been buzzing around my office for two hours now, circling right above my head🙂
We don't have any bug spray on hand, and there isn't anyone around to swat it away. I'm at a complete loss here.

I just hope it dies off over the weekend... it is seriously getting on my nerves!!

Taylor Perez said:It’s honestly getting under my skin. Ever since I found out I was pregnant, my husband’s sister and her husband have suddenly become staples in our lives. We live in different cities, yet they’re constantly reaching out and making trips to see us. Since she already has three kids of her own, I guess we’re finally "equals" in their eyes now? Personally, I feel like I haven't changed one bit from being a non-pregnant person to this.
By the way, she’s been relentless lately with those intrusive questions like, "So, when are you guys having more?" We just shut those down every single time because, honestly, there's no rush—my husband is turning 34 soon and I'm 31.

And then there's the constant commentary on my bump. Last time we saw them, she couldn't take her eyes off it; she was staring so intensely I actually had to tug my shirt down and say, "Okay, fine, look all you want!"
They’re swinging by today for some business in town, and if I weren't pregnant, I’m pretty sure they wouldn't bother stopping by at all. It’s sweet of them, I suppose, but I feel like a circus freak being put on display.
...So, I’ve decided I’m wearing something oversized today specifically to dodge any talk about the belly.
...And frankly, just because I’m pregnant doesn't mean I want my entire existence to revolve around pregnancy and kids every time we talk. (Is this post even relevant for the non-parents here? haha)

On a side note, regarding gendered comments—they really don't need to exist.
I’ve carried two girls so far and haven't dealt with any mindless remarks yet, but if someone decides to be rude, trust me, I won't be staying quiet.
I am just so over people acting like they have a free pass to comment on my life whenever they feel like it.

Also, a little health vent: it's driving me crazy that I've developed these tiny broken capillaries on the left side of my stomach. I don't think I've ever heard of anyone else dealing with that.

I have them. 🙄 They showed up on my legs ages ago, and now they're appearing on my stomach too. No stretch marks yet—fingers crossed I avoid those—but these little burst capillaries are definitely there.
They aren't quite as obvious as the ones on my legs, but they're noticeable enough.

What's really getting under my skin:

1. Some retiree at the checkout who actually had the nerve to ask if she could cut in front of me in the Target line because she was in such a rush... 🙄I have no idea why everyone in that generation is suddenly in such a frantic hurry.
2. A woman sitting behind me on the bus who stood up to give an old man her seat, making a comment directed at me about how "young people today are so rude" and won't even offer their seats...

I mean, what is wrong with people? My baby bump is already pretty prominent (so much for trying to hide the pregnancy), and apparently, I'm also expected to jump up and give priority to everyone I encounter.😠

3. My mother-in-law—who calls me just to say, "let me hear how you are," but I never even get a chance to answer because I spend the next twenty minutes listening to a monologue about her own problems.

Jesse Evans85 said:I have them. 🙄 They showed up on my legs ages ago, and now they're appearing on my stomach too. No stretch marks yet—fingers crossed I avoid those—but these little burst capillaries are definitely there.
They aren't quite as obvious as the ones on my legs, but they're noticeable enough.

What's really getting under my skin:

1. Some retiree at the checkout who actually had the nerve to ask if she could cut in front of me in the Target line because she was in such a rush... 🙄I have no idea why everyone in that generation is suddenly in such a frantic hurry.
2. A woman sitting behind me on the bus who stood up to give an old man her seat, making a comment directed at me about how "young people today are so rude" and won't even offer their seats...

I mean, what is wrong with people? My baby bump is already pretty prominent (so much for trying to hide the pregnancy), and apparently, I'm also expected to jump up and give priority to everyone I encounter.😠

3. My mother-in-law—who calls me just to say, "let me hear how you are," but I never even get a chance to answer because I spend the next twenty minutes listening to a monologue about her own problems.

People constantly push past me and ignore my presence in checkout lines. Then, once they actually start scanning their items, they turn around and act like they didn't even hear me when I speak... Give me a break.
And I am beyond irritated by cashiers at the local grocery store who just sit there when I stand in the priority lane—the one clearly marked for pregnant women and people with disabilities. A massive crowd of people has already dumped their stuff on the belt, effectively blocking my path so I can't even get close enough to the register to ask if I can go ahead. The cashier sees me standing there and just stares at the floor to avoid making eye contact... absolute joke.

Ronald Williams9 said:People constantly push past me and ignore my presence in checkout lines. Then, once they actually start scanning their items, they turn around and act like they didn't even hear me when I speak... Give me a break.
And I am beyond irritated by cashiers at the local grocery store who just sit there when I stand in the priority lane—the one clearly marked for pregnant women and people with disabilities. A massive crowd of people has already dumped their stuff on the belt, effectively blocking my path so I can't even get close enough to the register to ask if I can go ahead. The cashier sees me standing there and just stares at the floor to avoid making eye contact... absolute joke.

Precisely! This lack of basic manners is baffling—and it isn't just that they won't let us cut ahead, it's that they actively try to jump in front of us instead. 😠 To be fair, my blood pressure spiked so much that, which is quite unlike me, I actually snapped at the woman. Surprisingly, she ended up apologizing to me, though she spent the rest of her shift grumbling under her breath and checking her watch. I only experienced true kindness once, back at a Chase Bank, when the teller actually called me forward before anyone else and told me that next time I should definitely come earlier, and reminded me that if I ever came in with my child, I’d have priority.

Jesse Evans85 said:Precisely! This lack of basic manners is baffling—and it isn't just that they won't let us cut ahead, it's that they actively try to jump in front of us instead. 😠 To be fair, my blood pressure spiked so much that, which is quite unlike me, I actually snapped at the woman. Surprisingly, she ended up apologizing to me, though she spent the rest of her shift grumbling under her breath and checking her watch. I only experienced true kindness once, back at a Chase Bank, when the teller actually called me forward before anyone else and told me that next time I should definitely come earlier, and reminded me that if I ever came in with my child, I’d have priority.

In my case, it happened at the bank after I watched what looked like five different seniors—honestly, I suspect some were just using fake canes to jump the queue—get ushered right to the front...
It drove me absolutely insane.
Then, suddenly, things changed. One time, a cashier at Walgreens actually called me up to the register ahead of others. It hasn't happened anywhere else. Not even at a super friendly CVS, and I'm usually walking in there with a baby bump and a seventeen-month-old in tow about 90% of the time.

The pain is constant. It’s reached the point where even a quick trip to the corner store leaves me incapacitated and stuck in bed for the rest of the afternoon. Because of this, I’m stuck wearing these one pair of pants that are way too big; they constantly slide down regardless of whether I have tights or leggings underneath, and don't even get me started on how hot it's been lately 😠. If I actually try to go shopping to find something else, I can barely manage trying on two pairs before the pain just makes me want to scream.

It’s also incredibly frustrating being so forgetful. I’ll decide to do something, and three seconds later, it’s completely vanished from my mind, leaving me just staring at nothing. 😵

At work, it’s been driving me crazy because people keep staring at my stomach, trying to get a look, which is why I always stay bundled up in a jacket or coat 😛. Then there are the mindless questions, like asking when I'm taking medical leave—as if people here have any actual empathy for the fact that I need to limit my walking or that I can't just run around whenever they feel like it.

And of course, I have the worst luck. Every single time I finally decide to take some time off, some random OSHA inspector decides to show up for a surprise visit after three years of silence, forcing me to stay at work just to deal with them.

I'm also struggling to find a thread for a specific topic: when did you first feel your baby move? 🤣

Honestly, I’m mostly just angry at myself. I can't stop panicking and worrying that things won't turn out okay; I feel so foolish for being this anxious. 😠.

I can’t say I’ve ever actually been asked to go ahead of the line before😢
I mean, when I’m just popping into the local corner store out here in the sticks, there’s usually nobody around, so I’m in and out in no time
but whenever I find myself at those massive big-box retailers, nobody ever lets me cut
maybe it’s because I’m never really on my own; I’m almost always with my mom or my husband, I guess

John Baker5 said:I just got totally let down by a pear... I picked out such a beautiful one, fully intending to sit down and enjoy it properly, but then I took a bite and—it was rotten right in the middle 😢

🙂 🙂 I seriously need a replacement pearrrrrr...

Ugh, tell me about it. I absolutely loathe when that happens. Or if I drop something. Honestly, I feel like I could murder someone in that moment, and then I end up bursting into tears from pure frustration (since I'm pregnant right now). Before I was pregnant, a tiny thing like that would pretty much ruin my entire day.

Honestly, I am still shaking from how much some absolute moron pissed me off today. This guy was driving toward the parking garage near the Atlantic Ocean—I don't even know the exact name of the street—and the entrance to the garage is right over the pedestrian crosswalk. He missed me by literally an inch! And instead of apologizing? He stops right next to me, waving his hands and shouting profanities at me like he owns the damn place. My heart was pounding in my throat—seriously, I felt sick to my stomach—and then, just as I finally tried to walk past him, he guns it right in front of me 😲. It’s honestly infuriating when you run into these total Neanderthals who think they're the kings of the universe. 😠😠
And as if that wasn't enough to ruin my day, I had to deal with this incredibly clueless woman trying to park next to our assigned spot in front of the building (which, mind you, we pay for and have a dedicated space for!). She parked so poorly that it took me ten whole minutes of maneuvering just to squeeze into my own spot, all while she just stood there by her car, watching me struggle with this smug little look on her face. I wanted to let her have it—just go off on her for everything she stands for—but I just didn't have the energy to get into a screaming match. A simple "sorry" would have gone a long way, but nope. She either takes up someone else's space or parks like a complete idiot 😠