Being Pregnant Sucks.

I know there are women out there who ADORE being pregnant... who just love every minute of this blessed changing of their bodies.


I ain't one of em'.


I hated it my first baby and I'm not diggin it so much the second go round either...
Examples:

First pregnancy:

Sick. As. A. Dog. for six friggin months. Every meal, no matter what I ate. I couldn't keep down so much as a saltine. The only upside to this was that I didn't gain a disproportionate amount of weight. The down side to THAT was I was constantly being harrassed by people, doctor included...

"You should eat more, you're eating for two..."
"That baby is going to come out malnourished, you should eat more"
"You can't POSSIBLY be six months pregnant, you've LOST weight, you should eat more..."
"Don't be so vain" (@#!$%*)


Seriously spent most of the time wanting to slap people. (And for what it's worth? I GAINED weight, just not a LOT, and I definately gained a belly...and she did JUST fine...she just wouldn't let me eat a damn thing!)


This pregnancy started out DREAMLIKE by comparison. Had about a month and a half of morning sickness, where again I lost some weight, but nothing major. Doc put me on some anti-hurl meds that helped a lot.

I had some issues with my knee, but it's not the babies fault I'm arthritic. So that's that.

Then there was the month of illness...in which I could take little to nothing to make myself feel better.
(Rule number one of being pregnant: no meds unless absolutely necessary, and nothing other than tylenol at that.)

That sucked, a lot.

And now...the mystery cramping. I ended up in the hospital earlier this week because of mystery cramps, down low. Not from the baby...I was pretty sure since it was hanging out in there like a jumping bean the whole time, that the baby was just fine. But something else. Something quite painful.

Doc ordered me to the hospital. So I went.

Hospital bascially told me that since the baby was, in fact, fine, to go home and drink water and deal.


ugh Two days later, I'm still cramping, still in a lot of pain, and still have no explaination as to WHY and NO ONE CARES OR WILL DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT.


And I hate how people treat you like a first timer and start talking about the difference between "True Labor" and "False Labor" like you're a moron.

K...this ain't my first rodeo. Last time, I tolerated being talked down to because it was new to me and I honestly had never heard of a "braxton hicks" contraction in my LIFE...but this time?

I was WELL aware I wasn't in labor. More than aware of it...I was quite specific in my request that they a) check on the baby and b) determine what was ACTUALLY causing the pain...


and got a lecture on true labor.


ARRRRRRRRRRRRRGH.


I hate being pregnant...then after we come home and I get a twenty minute lecture from my man about "taking better care of mysefl" (and blah blah blah) I've had to put up with him babysitting my water intake for the last two days (please)

and no coffee and soda is making me a real bitch.


Lets not forget the OTHER parts of being pregnant no one tells you about:

Not every pregnant woman is a horndog. In fact for most women? Sex is the absolute LAST thing on our minds. You think this sucks for us? Talk to our poor husbands. They are the ones who have to deal with moody, crampy, bloated, unhappy unhorny wives who can't even have a SODA! ugh...poor bastards.


Constipation: Really? Need I say more?
(*this is usually followed by)
Hemmroids: Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
Heartburn: But usually only when it comes to foods you really like...like your morning cup of joe...
Vag Issues: and there are PLENTY when you are pregnant... I won't get into details...because Lord knows I don't want to relive it here in a few weeks...


I.hate.being.pregnant.

and I want coffee. Hmph.