Just because overall it's marvellous to be pregnant doesn't mean that day-to-day it isn't also pretty awful (at least at times).
Yes. I feel guilty about complaining, because I wanted this so badly - and because I know many women - like you - who would give anything to be pregnant. But it really is hard to appreciate the minute-by-minute experience, sometimes.
I remember that feeling really well. Yes, I wanted to get pregnant, and yes, I want this baby very much, but I still feel horrible and want to complain about it.
I think that's the major reason for expecting boards - to give pregnant women someone in the same stage as they are to complain to. ('Course, the major problem of the boards is the same - they're all composed of women in the same stage of pregnancy.)
Screw that. Kill the Angel In The House, and kill her now.
Somebody out there somewhere glows, but it sure wasn't me. I didn't love pregnancy, I loved the babies. I loved the idea of the babies. And I love the kids an ocean more.
If it's any comfort, a friend of mine pointed out that growing the placenta is essentially equivalent to growing yourself a new liver, so no wonder you're tired.
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Date: 2004-09-23 10:30 am (UTC)Yes. I feel guilty about complaining, because I wanted this so badly - and because I know many women - like you - who would give anything to be pregnant. But it really is hard to appreciate the minute-by-minute experience, sometimes.
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Date: 2004-09-23 10:41 am (UTC)I think that's the major reason for expecting boards - to give pregnant women someone in the same stage as they are to complain to. ('Course, the major problem of the boards is the same - they're all composed of women in the same stage of pregnancy.)
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Date: 2004-09-24 08:20 am (UTC)Somebody out there somewhere glows, but it sure wasn't me. I didn't love pregnancy, I loved the babies. I loved the idea of the babies. And I love the kids an ocean more.
If it's any comfort, a friend of mine pointed out that growing the placenta is essentially equivalent to growing yourself a new liver, so no wonder you're tired.