I can't be the only one surely..... I started feeling moody and irrate at 19 weeks but put it down to being worried about my 20 week scan. I'm now 22 weeks and feel awful. I'm able to control my moods but inside I'm seething over the most stupid things. I don't like people coming round, I don't feel like visiting them either. I've found some of the Xmas presents my kids have been given have annoyed me whereas before I'm always grateful for people just to think of them at Christmas. I've turned into a miserable old cow and hate the way I'm constantly feeling angry. I was never like this with my previous pregnancies, yet I was sick and ill the whole way through. I should be really happy, this pregnancy has been really easy and I've been told this baby is a girl, which will be my first after 3 boys. But the mood won't shift!
I love you for posting this. I am bloody miserable and don't feel like seeing or talking to anyone. Poor DD has been playing on her own for most of the day. I was sick too during my first pregnancy and I think I would prefer that again to this feeling shitty all the time. I don't know how to make it go away (aside from giving birth) but you are definitely not alone.
Me too - only the beginning and yes nancy10, able to control my moods - well at the moment at least! Although I don't think it'll be long before I start snapping, the next person who tells me my husband will be fantastic and I'll be okay as I'll learn I think i may punch! or just cry!
Ha! Hand in the air! Me too, I'm f***ing miserable. And angry. And enormous.
I feel guilty all the time. Over my 16 month old who is such a happy little chap but I've stopped taking him to the activity groups because I'm so disabled by pregnancy. Over the new baby who is having hand-me-downs and doesn't even have his own room like No1 did.
I have 3 weeks to go & I have nothing organised. Argh.
I hate my DH most of the time yet he's only unsympathetic because I'm angry and argumentative. I honestly don't think I can cope with 2 babies under 2 but it's too late now.
Don't get me onto xmas, Nancy, it's irritated the hell out of me...
I can't wait to get my body back and feel well again. Me too Maitri, last baby for me!!!!
Then the floppy, heavy headed cuddles of my newborn son will sort my hormones out.