This past week has been crazy and by that I mean I've been crazy. I had a several cry fests for no reason at all, well kinda. It started last weekend, someone (who shall remain nameless and no it wasn't Joseph) made a comment which I took personally and cried for about twenty minutes. Pretty much ruined my night. Monday morning I couldn’t find my ID, spent ten minutes looking for it and then realized I left it at work all weekend. I didn't actually cry over this one but I really wanted to and I spent the whole day on the brink of a meltdown. The rest of the week wasn't much better. I spent most of the week in a terrible mood and snapping at Joseph for what I thought were good reasons but in retrospect were really pretty stupid. I wont' get into them since as I said they were really stupid.
So as you can see emotional stability is a constant battle that I will probably fight for the next 20 weeks. There's no need to walk on eggshells around me but I am overly sensitive these days and pointing out or joking about my sensitivity is probably not a good idea. I'm a bit sensitive about my sensitivity.
Now some ladies might be a bit more open that I am but I think there are some topics that are just off limits to the general public, unless of course I bring them up and initiate the conversation. Some people might be a bit more open than me but these are things I don't generally talk about in an open forum (unless you're family).
Weight gain. It is not ok to ask me how much weight I've gained, how much I weigh, or make general comments/ask questions on my appearance. It's really nobody's business how much I weigh. How much do you weigh?! Also, yes I am tired and probably look that way, no need to remind me of it.
Breastfeeding. Though this may seem like a perfectly normal thing to talk about to some people it's really not. This is a very personal decision and not something most women care to discuss with strangers, hairdressers, coworkers, etc.
On a somewhat related note, pregnancy is a time of advice overload. Everyone has something to say. People think that because you’re pregnant then they have a right/need to tell you what to expect, what to do about it, what products to use, how to deal with baby, etc. For those that are pregnant, you now what I‘m talking about; for those that are thinking about it, be prepared; for those that like to think that they are the one and only Almighty Advice giver in your life because they either have a child or know someone else who does, you‘re not. Joseph and I have an amazingly supportive wonderful family, if we need advice we will most likely go to them. This is not to say that some advice is not welcomed, generally it is. But just keep in mind that Joseph and I are getting advice from every which way these days and if I look like I could care less about what you have to say, it’s probably because I could care less what you have to say.
On a positive note this week was an amazing step in my pregnancy journey. I felt the baby kick for the first time for sure as I sat awake one night reading "What to Expect the First Year" which is a great book btw. The past two weeks or so I have been feeling like something was tickling the inside of my stomach but Tuesday night was a definite kick and not just one there were a couple. It made me laugh because I could imagine tiny BPW's little legs just a kicking away saying "you may be ready to go to bed but I'm not!" I occasionally feel a few kicks here and there every so often and it usually happens when I'm sitting very still, mostly at night. It's pretty cool.
The best part about this whole journey is that I get to share it with my sister. Her and I are due three days apart and are experiencing basically the same stuff and it's awesome to share this time with her.
So that's the latest update from the Winterer house. Less than a week til we go back to the doctor for the great reveal. After that we’ll start our registry and begin planning the nursery. We are so excited! I know next week is going to be incredibly long and if I seem like my mind is elsewhere it's because it is. :-)
BPW=FTW. Sounds like a tough week, but you know you are always welcome to "take the air" around the aviation table and plop into the spare chair for a break!
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