Stop the ride!!! I want off!!!

Imagine there is this awesome new ride that everyone is talking about. It is being called the thrill of a lifetime, the best ride ever, all your friends are raving about it saying, "You've got to try it!" So you go and you wait and wait and wait for hours in line with a jittery, excited anticipation and yet... as soon as you are strapped in you start to freak out a little. Okay, maybe a lot. And then you start sobbing uncontrollably and screaming to be let off...but it is too late. It is just too late.



Has this ever happened to you?



This is kinda what pregnancy is like.



You hear all these beautiful stories about babies, all your friends are having them and you can't help but feel a little jealous, and then if you are like me, you wait and wait and then wait some more to finally get pregnant. And then at some point afterwards, you look down at your ever expanding gut and it hits you like a ton of bricks, "What the crap was I thinking?"



I'm 27 weeks. Only three months left...plus or minus a week or so. (Do me a favor and start praying that it will be minus a week NOT plus a week.) But for the past two weeks I've been feeling increasingly apprehensive about my final trimester. Why?
Because already:

• I'm not sleeping well, which means that on top of normal pregnancy fatigue, I'm tired all the time.


• I get winded easily, sometimes just a trip to the grocery store is too much for me.


• Getting up for work everyday is an effort and then staying awake at work is it's own special kind of challenge.


• Baby Faye frequently settles into a position that sends shooting pain up my back and down my leg.


• Her other favorite position is way down super low and feels like she is trying to get out. It also makes me waddle.


• She also loves kicking me in the ribs. Especially when I'm trying to fall asleep.


• I frequently get sharp, stabbing pain in my abdomen that leaves me immobile for a minute or two. Something called round ligament pain.


• Dr. appointments are such a pain in the butt. All that waiting in the waiting room and then waiting in the exam room,blood tests, etc. Bleh. And starting next week, I will have appointments every other week. Woo-freakin-hoo.


• I get grouchy super easily.
• I am hot ALL the time.


• I'm starting to get heartburn.


• I feel uncomfortably huge.


• And I still have THREE MONTHS LEFT!!!

Now, I was recently told off for complaining so much about pregnancy (nevermind the fact that I found it audacious for a guy to be telling me to stop complaining about being pregnant) so in my attempt to have more gratitude here are a few things I am thankful for:

• All my friends and family that have been super supportive even when I have been grouchy and ornery.
• All the sweet little compliments that people pay me...even if I don't believe a single one of them, it is still very sweet and it always totally makes my day.
• That Baby Faye is healthy.
• That overall, I have been healthy too.
• The generosity of friends and family who have already given me a crib, baby clothes, toys and lots of other things
• My friends who have let me borrow their maternity clothes. Having cute clothes goes a LONG way in making my day better.
• For my sweet husband who has taken over most of the household chores and cooking.
  

Here's to hoping that the next 13 weeks go by quickly!