Posts by Christian Brown67

restlessmoose73 said:"Wait, you haven't had the baby yet???"

It feels like I'm hearing this question constantly lately, and honestly, I just want to wish them a quick trip to the ER so they can get some peace...

I told them, "God willing, I still have about forty days left until my due date."

But when the exact same person asks you that same thing twice, you really start to wonder if there's anything going on behind those eyes...

I just hope you don't go past your due date. I was honestly ready to chuck my phone into the ocean and let the tide take it. The sheer amount of stupidity people can spout—or text—to a swollen, hormone-driven pregnant woman... ugh! 🤣

Kimberly Thompson36 said:My own mother tries this stuff with me—she actually had this "plan" where she wanted to take everything we bought for the baby over to her house because apparently, having baby gear sitting in our home is bad luck... so I had to sit her down and explain that when I walk through those hospital doors and come home, I am NOT going to be hunting around for a diaper or a onesie while I'm trying to care for a newborn. I'm going to put my things exactly where I want them, and that's final.
But she isn't the only one I've heard this from... it's all just superstitious nonsense and it drives me absolutely insane.

We heard all that same talk during our first pregnancy. My sister passed down all her hand-me-downs, so naturally, we had the crib assembled a few weeks before the due date. 😍
I couldn't wait to have it ready; having it sitting in the nursery actually helped calm my nerves while I was dealing with those final, brutal weeks of pregnancy. Yet, some older women tried to convince us that something terrible would happen if the crib was put together too early. In their "correct" version of events, you buy the gear while the mom is still in the hospital, then the dad brings it home and builds it. Just thought I'd share how it's "supposed" to work. 🤣

It’s driving me crazy thinking about having to tell my relatives we’re expecting another baby, because I already know the immediate follow-up is going to be them begging me to hand over my firstborn. 🙂
I don't doubt that scenario for a second. Honestly, whenever I have even a minor headache, they immediately volunteer to come over and babysit him for a week. This might sound totally irrational, but since we live in different cities, I can't shake this terrifying thought that my 13-month-old will end up spending a few nights at his grandparents' house while my husband and I stay home alone for no reason at all. I'd much rather wait until the early pregnancy symptoms pass so I can just shut them down and tell them I'm perfectly happy with just the three of us (soon to be four). Whoops...

Kimberly Thompson36 said:It’s not even the fact that nobody lets pregnant women cut ahead that gets under my skin—it’s when some random person decides to jump right in front of me, acting like my bump isn't even there or, even worse, assuming I’m just out of shape... honestly, it happened again today at the Post Office and then at the grocery store, so yeah, I am officially beyond annoyed.

That was my life during my first pregnancy. Honestly, I can't remember a single time I actually got priority anywhere, from the hospital to the DMV. I remember feeling so miserable because I had to take it easy during those last three months—it was summer, the heat was brutal, and having to run errands in person was pure torture.

Is it just me, or does everyone smell weird lately? 😕
I don’t mean people who actually stink or haven't showered; I'm talking about that "natural" skin scent. It’s honestly overwhelming. I just finished seeing off some guests and now I’m airing out my apartment like a pack of wet dogs just stormed through the living room. 🙂
I am counting down the days until my second trimester hits and my sense of smell finally returns to normal!

It’s driving me crazy today. It is such a gorgeous Saturday outside, and I was all geared up to go for a long walk or finally tackle a deep clean of the apartment—honestly, I can't remember the last time I actually felt motivated to scrub the place top to bottom. But then I get started, and five minutes later? I’m winded, my stomach is aching, and I can feel the baby pressing low, forcing me to just sit down and rest. And I’m only 22 weeks along! 😲
Everyone spent my entire first trimester telling me how the second trimester would be pure bliss. They promised no nausea, a manageable bump, and enough energy to conquer the world...
Well, sure, the cravings are there, but the actual stamina? Nonexistent.
Now I’m starting to panic about how I'm going to make it to my eighth month if I’m already hitting a wall after five minutes of movement. 😢