ISH
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My mum and all mums always tell you being pregnant is like walking through a spring meadow, birds chirping, everything blossoming, happy hormones making sure everything feels right and fulfilling. Well, it's a bunch of crap.
I might not have been an angel before, but now I am a complete and utter witch. I feel constantly ill with nausea, any sort of movement makes it worse, any sort of food makes it worse. I hate everything and everyone. I do not in the least feel like I'm creating something miraculous and unique. I just feel like a fat, ill slob. My poor husband is doing absolutely all the housework, all the shopping and I still manage to find him annoying when he really does nothing wrong. I feel SO incredibly guilty....
Thankfully he never takes me seriously, he knows I'm being in one of my Tasmanian devil moods, but still. I don't WANT to be like this!
On top of everything, we're going on holiday on Monday and the thought of dragging my sorry bum to Italy is making me lose the will to live.
Someone, PLEASE, tell me pregnancy gets better than this!
I might not have been an angel before, but now I am a complete and utter witch. I feel constantly ill with nausea, any sort of movement makes it worse, any sort of food makes it worse. I hate everything and everyone. I do not in the least feel like I'm creating something miraculous and unique. I just feel like a fat, ill slob. My poor husband is doing absolutely all the housework, all the shopping and I still manage to find him annoying when he really does nothing wrong. I feel SO incredibly guilty....
Thankfully he never takes me seriously, he knows I'm being in one of my Tasmanian devil moods, but still. I don't WANT to be like this!
On top of everything, we're going on holiday on Monday and the thought of dragging my sorry bum to Italy is making me lose the will to live.
Someone, PLEASE, tell me pregnancy gets better than this!