Thursday, December 8, 2016

Pregnancy sucks and toddler goes to school (a more serious discussion)

Tonight on The Current Lifestyle:

1) Pregnancy Sucks
2) Toddler goes to school
things are a little more serious this evening.



Pregnancy Sucks:

Alright, I'll admit it. This pregnancy thing I really can't wait for it to be over with. Now before I dive into my reasons, know that I am aware of how so many couples have the most difficult time conceiving a child. I completely sympathize with them and understand that conceiving any child can be a miracle and this is in no way an intent to trigger an argument.

Now with that out of the way, I'll state my reasons for disliking pregnancy altogether. First and foremost, I'm a complete psychopath when pregnant. These hormones that I have no control over made my husband laugh with the first child, but with this one; well we aren't laughing anymore.
For example; I was complaining to dear husband about the possibility of Chunky P getting our back seats muddy when it starts to snow this winter. (She still faces backwards) He calmly stated that he could fix that problem by using a piece of leftover carpet and tying it to the back seat of the SUV.................... Cue look of death!

Too harsh? 











Poor guy didn't know what hit him. I immediately started ranting all of my "then" reasons why I couldn't have that as a solution and we had to go buy something specially made for situations like this. I couldn't have a ghetto looking car! Because we all know I drive so many people around in my SUV (NOT) and I love to drive other people (NOT) and my car is always spotless on the inside (NOT) Alas, a month goes by and I've been to Target (several times) and have seen the item that is sold for my apparent problem. But, I've never been able to bring myself to purchase the thing. Another month goes by and it starts to snow. I decided to wash my car at home for the last time before winterizing the hose and I see that piece of carpet dear husband had in the garage. I went right up to him and said, "you know, we could place this here near her feet and tie it to the seat and this would be perfect for preventing mud and snow from getting on the seats!"
Yeah, I'm that wife!

The second reason why pregnancy sucks is MY KIDS MAKE ME SICK!!! Yep, like Chunky P gave me morning sickness for like 6 weeks. My son, all pregnant women claim boys don't make you sick, put me in the hospital with Hyper-emesis Gravidarum. The sickness lasted from week 4 to week 15. Thanks son I haven't nicknamed yet!!! If you don't know what hyper-emesis is, it's a severe form of morning sickness. I ended up in the hospital for an overnight stay, 5 IV fluid bags later and I was sent home. I was living off of cold white rice and cold boiled eggs. Even water made me nauseous. Which I didn't think was possible. Dear husband had to drive me to his parents and leave me there with Chunky P for a week because I couldn't take care of myself let alone Chunky P. (He had a work trip he couldn't miss) And if you don't know what morning sickness feels like, other than the fact I secretly dislike you now, it's like a hangover that never ends. Even after throwing up.
in the hospital

at the in laws healing
My third and final reason pregnancy sucks is because I literally lose my body for 9 months. Selfish, absolutely. But a mother literally gives up herself the moment conception starts to the finish line where shes either ripping her v jay jay open or her abs open in surgery. Like come on! No one tells you your V jay will disappear with your growing belly. Everyone talks about their feet missing. Like, one is more important than the other folks, trust me! And I just love watching the workout pregnant moms. I wanted to be one so bad, but I literally crave the worst foods, feel like my heart is going to give out just walking sometimes, and I'm exhausted. Seriously, I'm just exhausted watching those women workout! (and when not pregnant, I'm a fit mom)  Lets not even start on the topic of maternity clothes that I refuse to buy because of expense and how uncomfortable I feel in them or peeing in the middle of the night.

I miss that body...."ah I worked out!"


On a positive note, I do love and miss (when my kids are born) the kicks from the inside. I miss the connection and the "not knowing" who I'll be meeting. I am looking forward to meeting my son and having him complete our little family. But, I think I'm even more looking forward to getting back to myself and well, who am I kidding, that wont happen until I figure out how to juggle 2 kids with less sleep!

Pregnant and Pj's don't fit


Toddler goes to school:
This too is not intended for an argument.
our first day
Ahh the joys of Tuesdays and Fridays where little Chunky P goes to school. Its day care, but hey, they have a curriculum and she learns new things and has new experiences so we call it school. Each time I pick her up she's so excited to tell me about her day and what she did in school that it calms my anxiety of leaving her with complete strangers throughout the day. You'd think that a former teacher wouldn't be so anxious about leaving her own child with others, but believe it or not, it's a struggle. I didn't realize how much I needed Chunk to leave the house for a day or two and she probably needed it as well. I've come to realize I'm also a more likable person when I've had a break from my child. I'm not as quick to snap due to thin patience and I've also had time to not only myself, but to cross off items on my "to do" list that have been neglected. If you're a mom or dad struggling, try letting someone take care of your little chunk of love even if it's for an hour. Give yourself a break, because we all know you need and deserve it. Let the guilt go. That's my hardest thing but try, trust me, you'll feel better and be a better parent for it. And now that my wisdom has been read by all and spread through out the earth, go forth and prosper! haha!




Leave some feedback, I'd love to hear what others have to say about their experiences with mother or fatherhood.


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