Post by cookiemdough on Aug 8, 2012 9:57:16 GMT -5
Irrational petty vent ahead...
I don't think I was this bad with my first child at the end of pregnancy. I am excited to meet her of course but in terms of everything around me I am so over it. Everything annoys me. I feel like I am overly sensitive. I breathe like a 500 pound man. I sweat all the time. People walking by me give me sympathy stares. I can't guarantee I won't stab my husband in his sleep this week. Last night he complained about the chair bed at the hospital and whether he should stay at the hotel by the hospital because he will be uncomfortable. Say what now? I will have had major surgery and will need your help to get out the bed to pee and you think you will be more uncomfortable than me? suck it up dude. So then of course he backtracks, but it is too late I am already pissed and add in horomones, I can't shake it off. Which makes it hard for me to go to sleep and add sleepless night #468756834.
My in-laws were supposed to stagger their time after the baby with my mom, but now they have changed the schedule and I am probably going to have multiple people staying with us at one time. Yes I know I should be grateful, but really how much can 4-5 adults do with one breastfeeding baby and one 4 year old? And if they start with the why can't I feed her crap while I am trying to establish bfing I think I will cut someone.
I just want to lay in bed and eat cake for the next 2 weeks.
Post by EloiseWeenie on Aug 8, 2012 10:04:19 GMT -5
Sorry! Glad your husband realized he was being selfish.
With all of the parents there, I would make a list of my favorite dishes they make, and have them stock my freezer with meals. My MIL loves to take the kids out shopping when she comes, it's awesome.
If my H suggested staying in a hotel while I was in the hospital after having his baby, I'd be PISSED also. He better have been REALLY apologetic after he realized what an asshole thing that is to say!!!!
If my H suggested staying in a hotel while I was in the hospital after having his baby, I'd be PISSED also. He better have been REALLY apologetic after he realized what an asshole thing that is to say!!!!
He was, but it didn't matter to me, lol. All I could think is "what the hell were you thinking when you came up with that idea in the first place?" I can't even accept sincere apologies gracefully right now.
dear cookie mom and in laws, the opposite of helpful is having a houseful of people to "help" me while i'm recovering from surgery and having a newborn and topless all the time. be helpful and stagger your visits or don't come at all. seriously, use your damn brains.
dear cookieDH yeah, just watch it.
dear cookie's lung capacity right here with you, guys. right there with you. *wheeze*
I'm really sorry! I second the idea of lists/schedules/what have you. Organization is key.
The end of my second pregnancy was hell. I could barely walk let alone function like a normal person. My DD was 15m and constantly dropping toys, and I distinctly remember waiting to bend over to pick something up off the ground until there were multiple items because I didn't have the energy to bend over for only one item.
Then you give birth and even a crying baby seems easier than pregnancy. Several days after getting home with my son, I remember him screaming in the middle of the night. I kid you not, I giggled and SKIPPED to his room because I was so darn happy not to be pg anymore. Plus with the second, you don't sweat any of the small stuff, which makes things so much easier.
This will end and you will feel human again. I promise. Hang in there, momma!
There isn't anything graceful about the end of pregnancy. All you can pray for is takeout, air conditioning and an on time delivery. Hang in there lady, sending you lots of love
::hugs:: The last few weeks are like constant PMS on crack.
37 hours into my 38 hour labor H said "you know, this really hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be."
The nurse turned white as a ghost and looked at me terrified. I think she was afraid I was going to use the various medical equipment around me as a shank. Lucky for both of them, I was just too tired for murder.