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Richard Cox2 said:I don't think it's silly at all, really. In fact, I'd say it's the greatest blessing there is.🙂 I guess people don't even realize how truly happy they are when they have healthy little ones right there next to them.
That's exactly why bringing it up is pointless. Nobody wants a sick kid. Maybe I’m just on edge because I’ve only got three weeks left, and all I want is some peace and quiet instead of being bombarded with all this negativity.
Lately, I’ve been getting irrationally annoyed by that one brain-dead phrase people always drop: "As long as they're alive and healthy!" Seriously? If you don't have anything intelligent to add to the conversation, just shut it.
It’s just instinct! 🙂 So you can't trust those gut feelings right out of the gate. Between the hormones and all those ridiculous "miracle" supplements people push...
What used to drive me crazy was all the comments from friends and family who know how much I’m hoping for a girl (though a boy would be amazing too) acting like they just *know* it's going to be a boy. Like, excuse me? How do you actually know? If anyone has a gut feeling here, it's me. That stuff really got to me during the phase where I was crying over every little thing like it was pouring rain outside. I finally realized people just have this weird instinct to wish for the opposite of what you want...
Now, my mother-in-law is getting on my nerves. She’s usually great, but lately she’s started meddling in things that have zero to do with her. She won't say anything to my face, either—she just pulls her son aside to whisper about why we aren't married yet or why we’re buying those black strollers... man, I'd love to just snap at her for being so indirect!
I also get annoyed at myself sometimes because I feel like some of my girlfriends are mad at me because I'm not my usual self. Sorry if I've been a bit much lately—pregnancy is tough to deal with!!!
The sleep situation is a nightmare. I mean, I technically sleep through the night, but I wake up in the morning feeling like I ran a marathon62 miles. And the hunger is constant. Fruit doesn't even touch it; I'll eat five apricots and then thirty minutes later I'm halfway through two chocolate croissants. Plus, the whole "can't take a bath" thing is annoying, and don't even get me started on shaving. I have to pull these ridiculous, painful poses just to reach my legs.
People don't exactly rush to let me go ahead of them in line at the grocery store, but honestly, I don't shop in person that much anyway, so it's fine. I can handle standing around for a bit.
On the bright side, my nails are looking amazing and strong, and my hair—which is usually pretty thin—is actually full of volume right now. I haven't even had many breakouts, maybe one or two here and there. It's also great that my feet haven't swollen up yet, which is wild since I'm 24 weeks along and I know some women are dealing with that already.
But honestly, the best part is just the sheer amount of love I feel for this baby. It's completely limitless... 🙂 just incredible
I love it when the baby kicks, especially seeing them flutter around in there. When I talk to them and they kick back... yeah, that makes everything else worth it.