Post by housecarder on May 20, 2016 3:15:32 GMT -5
I'm awake and unable to sleep. So I post.
I'll give my FFFC with a twist and confess a weird thing H has said in ignorance about my pregnancy.
We were talking about how my abdomen hurt and I had said it was to be expected with two babies in there jabbing around. And he goes "yeah and your stomach is probably pushing up against there too" and pointed to my belly button. I just looked at him and was like "no my stomach and all my organs are squished up high, it's why it's hard to eat and I get heartburn."
I mean this isn't a huge "doh!" moment but I've shown him pics and video of how the uterus pushes everything out of the way, I didn't realize it went over his head.
housecarder I feel like this concept goes way over most people's heads who haven't been pregnant. Someone laughed when I said I was full after three bites of a salad because I have so much extra room In there. I gave them the worst WTF face and pointed under my boobs to show them where my stomach was smooshed. They were horrified.
I love ghost stories. Like real life paranormal experiences from actual people (not crazy ghost hunter shows). They make me have a lot of feelings, mostly scared. As much as I love to read about other people having these experiences, I'm not sure I believe in paranormal activity type stuff. I'm really on the fence
FFFC: I am feeling very me-centric lately and have no guilt about it. I realized this when a sort-of friend from work sent me an email yesterday, to which I responded "How are you?" I received in reply a page long email about some medical issues he was going through. And I had a hard time working up any energy to respond with more than just "that sucks." I feel like all my emotional energy is being used up on this pregnancy and my family that I sometimes just have nothing left to give.
That probably makes me a huge bitch. But like I said, I am running so low on fucks to give.
housecarder, I can understand your husband. I've been pregnant before and the whole concept of growing a baby still blows my mind! I know my organs move around, but I still feel like I don't really understand what's going on inside me. I still feel like I don't quite know where babies come from. The whole process is so surreal!
FFFC: I am feeling very me-centric lately and have no guilt about it. I realized this when a sort-of friend from work sent me an email yesterday, to which I responded "How are you?" I received in reply a page long email about some medical issues he was going through. And I had a hard time working up any energy to respond with more than just "that sucks." I feel like all my emotional energy is being used up on this pregnancy and my family that I sometimes just have nothing left to give.
That probably makes me a huge bitch. But like I said, I am running so low on fucks to give.
One of my work friends can take any conversation and turn it around to focus on her. Most days I don't care but some days she really eats crackers for me.
We were pregnant together the first time around so naturally any time anyone asked us a question she would answer for the both of us, with more emphasis on her.
Now that I am pregnant without her and people ask me questions she will still answer for me, and revert back to stories about her pregnancy or her child. Her H has 3 kids, with three different women (16, 12 and 1) and he doesn't want anymore. She tells me (and anyone who will listen) on a daily basis that she wants more kids and then the next day doesn't want kids. It is like she needs a reason to have the attention on her. IT IS DRIVING ME INSANE. But I feel bad because she is a friend and I don't know how to politely tell her to shut the f up.
FFFC: I am feeling very me-centric lately and have no guilt about it. I realized this when a sort-of friend from work sent me an email yesterday, to which I responded "How are you?" I received in reply a page long email about some medical issues he was going through. And I had a hard time working up any energy to respond with more than just "that sucks." I feel like all my emotional energy is being used up on this pregnancy and my family that I sometimes just have nothing left to give.
That probably makes me a huge bitch. But like I said, I am running so low on fucks to give.
TheTuna15, I need that on a shirt. I would wear it everyday.
I have it saved in its own folder. So I can easily reference it at all times. But I feel you. I'm so burned out. Between the toddler, the pregnancy, and running a business I feel like I have nothing left at the end of the day for anyone else's bullshit.
TheTuna15 , I need that on a shirt. I would wear it everyday.
I have it saved in its own folder. So I can easily reference it at all times. But I feel you. I'm so burned out. Between the toddler, the pregnancy, and running a business I feel like I have nothing left at the end of the day for anyone else's bullshit.
Post by cabbagecabbage on May 20, 2016 9:41:35 GMT -5
OMG yes on not having the energy for people. My best friend is a lot of emotional energy. She always has been. She's just a bit of a wreck and has a lot on her plate. I have found myself distancing from her, not even intentionally. We live an hour apart so normally we just talk on the phone a few times a week, maybe 2 short calls and a long one. I haven't called her in three weeks. I just forget. I'm tired. Sane with my sister who picked a fight on mother's day. I guess we're not speaking because I have zero fucks to put toward mending anything. She can stew or whatever. I honestly don't care. It's not anger. It's exhaustion.
Post by sarcaztic10 on May 20, 2016 9:48:00 GMT -5
I have had chocolate pudding for a snack for the past 4 days and I have ran out. I am really missing my pudding...
This weekend I am hoping to go shopping for another car. Only having one car is becoming pretty inconvenient since H works on Saturdays. H wants a truck with an extended cab but I really don't think we will be able to find an affordable one.
H also wants to take DS1 to see the Angry Birds movie after we buy the other car... I think he is being way too optimistic about finding a truck and the amount of time we will be spending searching for a new vehicle.
Today I am feeling great and talkative! Let me spill the reasons why.
FFFC: Ended up having to drink Magnesium Citrate. I now have no fear what so ever about giving birth.......Pretty sure I have some wicked hemorrhoids.....I think it is time to start taking colace daily now......
Got my strips last night! Nutritionist says since I have a decent amount of flex room that I can have a cheat day every once in awhile as long as I don't cry about my blood sugar being high after it. I cheated last night and ended up only being 143(Goal: >135)
I made it past my loss EDD with minimal break down during this week. I think it was adding a lot more stress and emotional feelings than I realized.
I had been feeling a bit mopey that no friend has offered to throw a baby shower. To me this tells me where I stand with certain people. Come to find out DH's work wants to throw us a shower! I kind of gutted the baby list and wonder if I need to add some things back. lol At least now I don't have to feel bad about turning visitors away if it isn't a good time for us.
If you can't tell my brain is having a field day. hahaha!
I have had chocolate pudding for a snack for the past 4 days and I have ran out. I am really missing my pudding...
This weekend I am hoping to go shopping for another car. Only having one car is becoming pretty inconvenient since H works on Saturdays. H wants a truck with an extended cab but I really don't think we will be able to find an affordable one.
H also wants to take DS1 to see the Angry Birds movie after we buy the other car... I think he is being way too optimistic about finding a truck and the amount of time we will be spending searching for a new vehicle.
Didn't it take you all day last time to buy a vehicle?
Post by sarcaztic10 on May 20, 2016 10:57:50 GMT -5
cavewmn, Yes, it took us all day (from their open to close) to find a car and finalize our purchase. I have no idea what MH is thinking. He is really optimistic but based on previous experience this will probably take all day again.
housecarder my H thought that all labors started like they do in the movies, with the woman's water breaking. It was totes adorbs.
melody330 FFFC I believe in ghosts and have had a couple different paranormal experiences over the years. H rolls his eyes at them but if I meet someone who is into that sort of thing I always tell my stories. I'm kind of a weirdo though, so there's that.
tikoberry99 +1 to the eating ALL. THE. TIME. I'm constantly snacking, the appetite never ends!
mcktymck I love it! I would love to hear about it if you want to share here! I absolutely believe people when they say what happened to them, but it scares the crap out of me too!
Post by harlowjune1984 on May 20, 2016 12:09:35 GMT -5
I had my first appointment this week since being diagnosed with GD, and my OB said that my numbers were really good (I am controlling with diet and exercise......well, exercise is a joke....so just diet at this point!), so I was pretty excited that I just put off meds for another week (obviously, things could change at any time).
I got to work and my nanny twins were flipping shit and were already getting in trouble, so it is going to be an interesting day. Since I hit my 2nd Tri, I have dubbed Friday "TV day" and let the kids watch lots of tv and we all three spend the day lounging around since the other days are busy with preschool and extracurriculars.
I feel like I have SO MUCH stuff to do before baby comes, and none of it is even baby related. Sure, the nursery isn't close to being done, we don't have a carseat yet, we need to trade in our sedan for an SUV, and there are still some things that I need to purchase. But I am more focused on the projects around the house that I want to get done and over with, before the baby comes. I have a four day weekend for Memorial, and am suppose to go out of town for my dad's 60th birthday. But all I can think of is all of the things that I could be getting done, if I just stayed home.
1st experience: I was 5, a cousin was in town and babysitting us while my parents went out to dinner. The 3 of us kids and cousin were all downstairs when I said I wanted to play Barbies, and my cousin said we could but I had to go upstairs to the playroom to get the bin which I agreed to and quickly headed for the stairs. When I got to the bottom of the steps I looked up and at the top of the stairs was a very pale (I'm talking almost grey) woman dressed in a black Victorian-style dress with her hand on the railing, staring down at me. I immediately screamed and started crying and everyone came running. My older brother went upstairs to try and find this woman I had seen but of course no one was there, and no one believed me. I can still picture her though all these years later.
2nd experience: It was 6th grade. My great grandma who I was close to had passed away a couple months prior, and then my mom's best friend who was basically an aunt to us was murdered by her husband. It was an incredibly horrific murder that was all over the news, and very traumatizing for me. I had to sleep with my mom every night and have my grandma come to the house every morning to be with me until I had to get on the bus due to all that had happened. The first day I was on my own again alone in the house I got myself so worked up that I ended up sitting on my bed crying. I had a shelf on a dresser that had several of my great grandma's items on it, including the bottle of the perfume she always wore. Out of nowhere in the middle of my crying the bottle knocked over. There were no windows open, no doors, no way a draft could have been the cause. It scared the shit out of me and I ran out of the house when it happened, but now I can look back on it and know that it was just my GG letting me know it was okay, that she was there.
3rd experience: I was in HS, my grandparents were spending the night. My little sister had gone out to the movies with friends and I was sitting at the computer in the family room, which was in between the living room and front door. At one point my grandma walked behind me and went out the front door, and I assumed she was going to pick up my sister. About half an hour passed and I was surprised they hadn't returned, so I looked outside and sure enough my grandma's car was parked outside. Confused, I looked around and there was my grandma, fast asleep on the couch. I have no idea who or what walked behind me and out the front door, but it sure wasn't her!
Post by tikoberry99 on May 20, 2016 13:02:14 GMT -5
Ffc. I have just eaten like shit the majority of my pregnancy! All I want are carbs and sweet stuff and my ONLY craving has been Macdonalds breakfast...since first tri...wtf. I do manage to have a huge fruit bowl at night and eat salads or a veggie with dinner, but I suck at lunch and snacking usually consists of a carb item. I feel sooo guilty! I guess I can hope my prenatal is providing some nutrition.
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