gentlesailor2 said:Being stuck in bed is driving me crazy. It’s the lying around, watching my husband do all the cleaning while I just sit here. And the hip pain? It’s brutal. At this rate, I’m going to end up with pressure sores.
Then there's my mom, suffocating me with these baby pillows. She’s been hoarding them for years, and now suddenly I’m supposed to use them because I’m due soon. Apparently, little babies need these specialized pillows from the hospital. It doesn't matter that we're setting everything up at our place in Austin, and it doesn't matter that a pillow won't fit in an Austin nursery. Or that it's going to be 105 degrees outside for five weeks straight. None of that matters, because she insists I need them for the christening I'm planning in November. How is a three or four-month-old even going to fit in that setup? Doesn't matter. The pillow is mandatory. So now, thanks to her, it’s sitting in a box in the attic.
And don't get me started on my coworker. She had her baby three months ago and now she’s acting like an expert, lecturing me about disposable underwear, breastfeeding, and which hospitals provide better nightgowns or let dads into the delivery room. That’s why she insisted on going to that 31 miles remote hospital out in the middle of nowhere. Seriously? How am I supposed to give birth without my husband when that's how everyone does it now? How am I supposed to wash bloody underwear? Where am I going to get enough nightgowns when she was changing three times a day?
HELLO? No way am I risking 31 miles just to end up giving birth under some rural signpost in a place like a bottomless pit. MM and I already agreed that I’ll be giving birth without him, just like last time, at the hospital five minutes from our house. I don't see what the big deal is—I’ve done this before without him. YES, I HAVE GIVEN BIRTH BEFORE, I HAD MY OWN NORMAL UNDERWEAR AND NIGHTGOWNS, AND I SUCCESSFULLY BREASTFED!!!
hahaha you actually killed me, I'm dying. My hips are also killing me after sleeping (thank god I don't have to stay on bed rest), and my mom is being just as pushy about the whole pillow situation. Except, I'm just gonna borrow one from my godmother to keep her happy... though it's gonna be pink, so my guy will be rocking a pink pillow for the first few days. 😂 😂 🤣