Posts by amberangler12

Ugh, honestly, those people who always have to ask those weirdly specific questions—and then act all offended when you tell them it's a girl—really belong in a special corner of hell... I mean, what is their problem? In my case, I'm expecting a boy, but last time when it was a girl, it was like they felt compelled to say something rude, especially about the gender... and now that it’s a boy, every time someone gets overly excited about it, I just feel like giving them a little nudge. At the end of the day, it's my baby—it doesn't matter to me which it is, as long as they are healthy, happy, and we raise them right!!
Oh man... the morning sickness has been kicking my butt for two months already, and I still have three more to go, plus I can't even look at a piece of toast without feeling a bit 🙄 and then there's that comment about how "he'll be hairy." Okay, wow, hairy and dark-haired? Well, yeah, I am too—so what else would he be? Honestly, comments like that don't help one bit, acting like it's some big deal. I'd be perfectly happy just as long as the baby is healthy and whole, and if only this nausea would finally leave me alone....

Oh man, my mom is exactly the same way—I swear she’s constantly checking my weight every single time we talk, acting all worried about whether I'm gaining enough... meanwhile, I've got this pregnancy bump and my weight gain is actually right on track according to my doctor. Every time we catch up, she’s immediately grilling me about what I've eaten or offering to pack me some Tupperware meals to take with me. 😵 But honestly? I have zero appetite. My one big craving so far was just mandarins, and even those are starting to lose their charm... it's actually kind of exhausting!
And don't even get me started on those annoying little comments people make, like "just wait until the baby arrives..." To me, those feel like straight-up threats! It's such nonsense to say that to a pregnant woman—whatever I say, they just hit me with that "well, you'll see how it really goes" attitude. It’s as if nothing will ever go the way my partner and I actually planned it in our heads. Like, oh, the crib won't stay organized, the baby won't sleep in their bassinet, they won't sleep at all... suddenly everyone decides it's better to do things "their way" instead. Honestly, sometimes I just want to leave the hospital with the baby and head straight to a deserted island in the middle of nowhere just so everyone will finally leave me alone!