How does that song go? "Oops, I did it again?"
Yeah, something like that. Let's just say, 98% is still just 98%, and I guess at some point in my life I was destined to be in that rare minority in SOME way. If this had to be it, oh well!
Anyway, 10 weeks along now, feeling like shit, pretty much all the time. There's a reason people have babies in their TWENTIES, not FORTIES. UGH. Constant nausea and a lovely attack of bursitis at the same time? What's next? Some cataracts to go with my pregnancy air-headedness (or will that just be senility setting in?)
So if posting is light, you'll forgive me. I'm busy trying to resist the urge to put my head through a brick wall, partly to distract me from the pain in my leg and the queazies in my gut, and partly to drown out the chorus of "THREE? THREE CHILDREN? ARE YOU INSANE???" that plays in my mind pretty much all day every day like bad elevator music I can't get out of my mind.
How do I comfort myself these days? Well, I just remind myself that at least now I've reproduced beyond replacement level. I know, damning myself with faint praise, but it's all I've got!
Posted by insomnomaniac at November 7, 2007 11:26 PM | TrackBackWhat are you whining about? You did the "nasty" and you knew it's consequences- unlike us baby-killing liberals who only know how to hate everything sacred to neoconservatives and blind- I mean "true"- believers. Why don't you summon up some of that will power- you know- like the type that is going to sustain us through record budget deficits and long-term military failure in the Middle East- and apply it to keeping your legs closes. Pray that none of your off-spring have to fight in the civil war in Iraq that we unleashed with our poorly-thought-out invasion of a basket-case "nation". Thanks Rumsfeld!
Posted by: Bob at November 9, 2007 3:26 PMsounds like you're not so happy to be pregnant again. as a mother of 4, 3 of whom I speak to, not by my choice however; I feel for your overwhelming sense of oh god why 3? but I'm only down to 3 now, again not by my choice, but 3 at very close together ages, one girl, two boys, the oldest a boy from first marriage lived with me until 4 years ago and since then has been completely brainwashed and will not speak to me anymore. As a mother, it feels like I've got a child who has died. At the same time, I did have him arrested, hence why he was taken away from here, for good reason (personal, very personal).
Myself I had a mother whom I hated most of my life, but she passed away 15 years ago and to this day I wish I'd have known the truth that was finally disbursed to me 5 years ago, then I could have understood why she was the way she was.
Take this time to reflect your life, prepare yourself for another birth in the family, and ignore the idiots who call you slut and do the nasty stuff. Stuff happens. All 3 of my last pregnancies were surprises, as we were both told we could not have children. things happen. Heal wounds, and NEVER be closed minded to anything anyone says