I honestly spent most of yesterday just crying my eyes out... I was completely useless and totally out of it all day.
And don't even get me started on how much it gets under my skin when my mother-in-law acts like we’re best friends. We aren't buddies—she's my husband's mother, plain and simple.
Honestly, my mother-in-law is getting on my last nerve... she just dropped this whole idea on me about how she’s going to move in right after I have the baby to "help out" with everything. I told her straight up: I’m not opening my door to anyone. I really don't care what she thinks—once the baby arrives, I'm basically going off the grid.
Lately, my mother-in-law has been getting on my nerves big time... Look, I’m incredibly grateful she stepped up to help us deep-clean the house after we repainted, but that doesn't give her a free pass to call me every single day or constantly drop hints about how much she wants to come over.
Basically, she’s obsessed with seeing what the crib looks like. Well, you’ll see it once the baby arrives... even my own parents didn't get a preview.
She also went ahead and told me that once I actually give birth, she plans to swing by every single day right after work just to grab the baby and take them for walks. Yeah, right—over my dead body. This isn't a doll; the baby is going for walks when *I* decide it's time to go out, not when someone else dictates the schedule.
And one more thing: she already booked a week off right before my due date and another two weeks right after. I already told my husband that there is absolutely no way she's coming around, because I need my space to just breathe at home without being hovered over every day.
I swear, some people just know how to get under my skin at the grocery store...
Take this guy right now, for example. He’s standing in front of me looking absolutely miserable because he has to wait in line with a massive bag of potatoes, acting like they opened this new checkout lane just to spite him. Meanwhile, I’m standing here starving, and nobody seems to care. And the best part? He actually has the nerve to give *me* attitude. Honestly, just get over it.
My mother-in-law plans on taking her vacation during the last week of June and then the first two weeks of July... I didn't hesitate to tell my husband that she can't just show up whenever she wants.
It really gets under my skin how easily I can lose my cool...
Right now, I’m particularly frustrated with a certain relative of mine. Basically, she and her husband skipped our wedding because he just "couldn't make the trip" since they don't live here in the States. Now, we're apparently not supposed to be upset about it. To top it all off, they're back in town visiting and acting like we should just drop everything to meet up with them. Honestly, I have no idea where I stand on that, and what's worse is that they're actually acting offended with us. It genuinely hurts, but I can't help but wonder how anyone could be so shameless.
It’s funny how you always have those friends who have never actually been pregnant—meaning they’ve never even gone through labor—yet they suddenly become experts on everything. They’ll tell you exactly which brand of diapers to buy, the best way to feed a newborn, what to avoid at all costs, and so on...
I’m constantly being baited by these old ladies wandering through stores like headless chickens, literally getting into physical altercations over some stupid t-shirts or dresses.
Some guy totally tried to bully me on the subway yesterday...
A lady stood up to leave, and I was just about to take the seat, when this guy basically shoved me aside and lunged for it... Since I’ve never been one to sugarcoat things, I just looked at him and said, "Well, thank God you're pregnant too... but don't worry, please, stay seated..." He just stared at me, and honestly, that was the end of it...
Honestly, I’m feeling pretty frustrated lately. Dealing with gestational diabetes means I have to stick to a strict diet even while pregnant, which is exhausting. On top of that, I’ve started waddling like a duck whenever I walk... it's just not my most graceful look.
And don't even get me started on the crowds on the city buses; there's always some group of people who'll crowd in and refuse to budge, acting like they wouldn't let God Himself sit down if they had the chance.
It seems like Maria is the only one here with any sense; everyone else acting as a doctor is just clueless... especially when the gynecologists themselves say a small glass of wine won't hurt... particularly for pregnant women dealing with anemia.
I can't stand people like that... honestly, I'd love to give them a piece of my mind... even now while I'm pregnant, it's hard not to feel frustrated. They just have zero class.
Honestly, when I zip up my jacket, you can't even tell I'm pregnant... and I've definitely caught people giving me those weird looks. It’s usually that judgmental vibe, like they're thinking, "Look at her sitting there like a little kid," mostly because I tend to look way younger than I actually am. But honestly? I really don't let it get to me.
Why does this bother anyone? I honestly don't get it...
I mean, it's not like I'm walking down the street and letting just any random stranger come up and hug me... It’s usually people who actually matter to me in the grand scheme of things. I really don't see why that would be an issue for me.
Personally, I don't mind a bit of poking in the stomach... but the knocking? Good grief. It’s not like they're knocking on my front door expecting someone to come running and let them in.
Everyone around me is getting on my nerves lately... I mean, what can you even do? It’s incredibly aggravating that everyone who thinks they have a say in my personal business assumes that if they just poke and prod at my stomach, my little girl will somehow magically respond... I'm honestly just sitting here waiting for someone to actually take a swing at me.