AGHHH, no one takes you seriously when your pregnant. Im not allowed to get mad for any reason without just being labeled as moody, and no one does anything to rectify what Im complaining about! -.- I dont feel like a real person anymore.. Im just a vessel
I hate being pregnant.
I always feel like I have to pee. Today I felt like I've actually been HOLDING having to pee really bad, but there's nothing to pee out =(
Every day my bones hurt more and more, I cant walk correctly. I cant get out of bed by myself, I cant even ROLL OVER in bed. I cant even lay slightly angled backwards.
No one really cares. I talk and people just have more to say about their lives. When I'm mad or sad its "just hormones". I don't even feel like a real person. Everyone tells me not to blame it on me being pregnant. I literally have never once even had the chance to because people tell me that so often.
No one says nice things. No one treats me better. Actually people treat me worse - I never get invited anywhere, no one comes to my parties. No one wants to do things with me. No one even hears me talk.
Plus Im huge. Im lonely, neglected, depressed, AND Im ugly right now. I want my body back.
I cant see as well, I looked it up. Pregnancy changes your vision. My bones literally hurt to the core. My muscles ache like Ive been working out all day. Its hard to walk, my ligaments are stretching in my leg.
Heartburn is constant. Its really hard to lay down.
Everything is dirty and I cant stop cleaning, so I'm exhausted all the time.
I work graveyards.
I have to do everything. I have to clean and organize,and fix things myself. Adam does help a bit. He needs a lot of encouraging, however. I get dizzy all the time so I cant make myself food.
Adam doesn't really help me with food. Adam doesn't actually do anything without me telling him to. Sometimes I just REALLY want things to be already done for me. Every now and then, please?
Its almost my birthday. Can someone get me a present besides my Dad? Can someone please want to come to my party?
I literally threw EVERYONE I know a themed party for their birthday in the last year. This year everyone made plans on my birthday, to do fun things like camping, or Vegas, or California.
My birthday is tomorrow.
At least Adam tells me Im pretty every day. What boys do that anymore?
Everything smells bad. I never know what I want to eat (I havent had any cravings except peanut butter a few times)
I miss my dog. I wish she wasn't dead. I miss my Grandpa, I wish he wasn't dead. I miss my family, I wish they weren't far. (But good news - my mom is coming from Ohio june 20th! Hopefully!)
Good things have happened too. Like I got a Temper-Pedic bed. that's nice. But its too nice, so I cant get out of it on my own, and then it HURTS to not be in it, from gravity.
Maybe its not just pregnancy.. maybe I just have bad friends. and luck.
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