CheckEmoji Community · the emoji forum
🏠 Home 🆕 What's new ❓ Unanswered 🔥 Popular 📡 RSS Members 👥 0 online log in · register
Home › Jamie Wilson76 › Posts

Posts by Jamie Wilson76

10 posts shown.

🙂
Peter Adams58 said:What does that even mean?🤣🤣

It was quite some time ago; I can't recall the specifics anymore.😂
I found it quite uncomfortable when they were palpating my abdomen during the second and third months, back when it was still just my pregnancy showing rather than the baby itself.
It felt fine later on, though I did find it a bit intrusive when they would lift my shirt to peer directly at my bare navel. 😲
That felt slightly excessive for me, but since it only happened twice, I won't make much of a fuss about it. 😁
Linda Wright5 said:I drove during my first pregnancy even after my due date, and I’m still behind the wheel now. But get this—when I went to renew my driver's license, the doctor actually asked if I knew how much longer I was allowed to drive. I had zero clue, and he goes, "Oh, you should stop by the seventh month." Like, what? Is he worried I'll go into labor mid-commute and have a total meltdown behind the wheel?

And honestly, it drives me insane how my mom keeps trying to change my daughter's name. She’s already sixteen or seventeen years old! There is absolutely no way we are changing it. But she just won't shut up about it, constantly going, "I would choose this" or "I'd prefer that." 🙂

Man, that sounds incredibly frustrating.
I actually gave in once... and now, with the new name, 🤦, my grandmother comes over and tells me how much she hates it.
I just look at her and say, "I honestly couldn't care less."
Well, hopefully, she appreciates my bluntness as much as I appreciate hers. 😍
Charles Moore49 said:Me too, oh me too... aaaaaaaaaahahaha!
🤣😂🤣
I second everything she just said... my doctor told me that I should stay resting until my next checkup and then I might be able to move around a bit more, maybe even make a quick trip to the CVS...
What kind of trip? I can barely make it from the couch to the bathroom...
And let me tell you, sitting in the OBGYN waiting room halfway through this pregnancy, I was already breathing heavily just like those women right before they go into labor... 😂😂

🤣🤣
Exactly!
I once foolishly tried to walk to a bank just a mile away to set up some standing orders and savings accounts, and I had to stop twice along the way just to catch my breath. I ended up being twenty minutes late for my appointment. two times. 🤣
By the time I was halfway through my pregnancy, I was already breathing heavily in the OB-GYN waiting room, just like women right before they go into labor...😂😂

Yes, by my fifth month, I was already completely wiped out. I was crashing constantly, and at one point, I even ended up on an IV drip just from moving around too much—it was a total circus. I'm getting so crazy that I'll probably walk into my next exam and ask them to hook me up to an IV immediately; 🤣who knows, maybe someone sympathetic will actually grant my wish. 🤣
Charles Moore49 said:From where I’m standing, I find myself wondering why anyone in their third trimester would even attempt to get behind the wheel when I’m currently sitting at twenty-one weeks and practically confined to my bed... over these last five months, I haven't really stepped foot outside unless it was for a doctor's appointment, and even then, someone else had to drive me every single time. Honestly, the idea of driving is completely out of the question for me because just sitting in a car and feeling the bumps in the road is unbearable, let alone trying to adjust the seat back into some sort of reclined position—which isn't exactly comfortable either... I spend most of my day avoiding sitting or standing altogether, just staying horizontal as much as possible... so, I truly can't wrap my head around how there are pregnant women out there who don't find that position agonizing and can just drive around without a second thought... since this level of discomfort has become my "new normal"... it’s hard for me to sit up, lie down, or even get out of bed easily, and once I do sit for a bit, I feel this intense pressure, though it’s not even as if I’ve gained an excessive amount of weight... I don't even know what a "normal" pregnancy feels like anymore because these struggles have just become part of my daily life, so I’m genuinely surprised to hear about people who are practically running marathons right up until their due date...
I wish I could be one of those people, and I’ll admit I feel a little envious of all the healthy, active moms-to-be out there (so please don't take offense at my first sentence)... I suspect that when people comment on this, they aren't trying to be unkind, but rather they just associate pregnancy with being unable to perform certain, or perhaps even all, of our usual everyday activities...😉😁

Oh, I second that!
After being active through half of my first pregnancy, I spent the entirety of my second one on complete rest. They finally cleared me to move around, but it hasn't helped. I simply can't walk, I can't sit, and I can't even get some fresh air. When I'm in a car, I have to sit in the passenger seat and recline the back almost all the way, and even then, I feel suffocated.
The only thing that provides relief is lying on my side.
I used to think pregnancy was just like being "normal," just with a larger stomach. 🤣
I would love to tease those lucky souls out hiking in nature or attending Pilates classes. 😛 🙂
38 weeks, hopefully not much longer now...
Insomnia is truly such a nuisance! 🙂
Right now, my biggest struggle is dealing with insomnia.
Honestly, I’m just shocked I actually made it to my appointment today 😍, especially since I'm carrying quite low. My doctor told me if I could just reach week 35, it would be a total win.

I’ve been living in constant fear of preterm labor since week 19. First, I was praying to hit 20, then 22 (a small relief), then 27 (huge relief), then 30 (we celebrated!), then 35 (national holiday!), and finally 38—which felt like Independence Day because I could finally get out of bed 😍.

What’s really getting to me right now is the discomfort. Between the belly weight and the struggle to breathe at night, I'm exhausted. No contractions, fully dilated, terrible heartburn, digestive issues, dizziness, and general weakness... and yet, I'm not in the delivery room yet, still waiting to meet my little chunky girl. 😢
tina_m said:I am quite pleased to be here. I look forward to our discussions. You hit the nail on the head. He’s incredibly green and talks way too fast—he just blurts out the first thing that pops into his mind without even thinking twice. Thanks for your perspective, though; you really helped put things into context for me. I needed that.

I am not necessarily looking for an excuse for him. Perhaps I am simply to blame for staying by his side, knowing exactly who he is.
Jamie Wilson76 There is certainly a breakdown in our communication, but I am hopeful we can resolve this soon. He is only 23; try to remember what things were like for you at that age. I am not attempting to defend him—what he said was wrong and he knows it. He realized his mistake almost immediately after hitting that like button.
It is true that I am more mature than he is, even if I am actually a year younger.

Everyone is entitled to their own opinion. I really don't want this to turn into a massive argument, especially since one person took my previous post a bit too personally. That wasn't my intention at all. I just needed to vent and have a little moment of self-pity—that's exactly why this thread exists.

Don't worry, there won't be any bickering. Everyone has shared their thoughts and explained their reasoning, so we are all on the same page. 👍
Hang in there. He'll mature in due time.
It will arrive by age 23. 🙂
Just take it slow and stay patient. 😘
Oh, hormones... I actually found myself weeping during an NFL game.
And I don't even follow football. 🤦 🤣

But my digestion was the real nightmare. Once the nausea subsided, I started taking six doses of progesterone a day, and let's just say the results were explosive. 🤦
That went on for four months—do the math. By the end, I couldn't even stand to be in the same room as myself.

Thank goodness those days are finally over. Thank God. 🙏