I know how you feel.
I'm also 34 weeks and it's warm, the belly gets in the way, going to the loo every 2 seconds.
Cravings, the cleaning etc
I don't mind people telling me how good I look.
But all the time the same questions. That's really getting on my nerves!!!
- Do you know what's going to be?
- then something like: poor you, you wished for a girl? I really feel like kicking the next persons face in who's going to say this again to me. I'm happy with this baby. So don't even try to think that for some stupid reason I wouldn't be happy with him just because he's a boy. So what!?!?!
I sometimes just say that I don't know. Because I've already 3 boys they then say: You're hoping for a girl?
I usually respond with: I'm hoping for a baby.
Strangers don't know that I've always had big baby's and this one is predicted to be 5 kilo around 40 weeks. At 36 weeks I'm going to have another scan for to see how big our 'little' one is.
If he's to big I'll need a c-section.
So I'm really hoping for a real newborn baby.
*when is the baby due?
I'm 34 weeks so their response:
Ho, not long anymore....
I know all these people mean well. But they don't know that I get always the same questions.
It's getting boring and annoying.
Even sometimes complete strangers feel the need of having to say something to me?!?!
Why?
An older man on the street not long ago:
Enjoy your rest while you can. When that baby arrives its over.
?!?!?
I thought like:
What the F is this?
Like it's a bad thing getting a baby?
And who the hell are you???
I told him that I liked a big family and I've got already 3 kids and I don't mind being busy.
He just smiled and moved on.
Idiot!!!
I'm going to knitting, tai chi and some other clubs.
Most, I guess just want to show interest or just being nice. But sometimes I just wish they'd forget that I'm pregnant and just ignore me.
Most people are ok and nice.
But it's the heat, the belly that gets in the way. The hormones that make me so emotional.
Someone today brought for the kids some sweeties and for me a bar of lovely chocolate.
And what happened.....
I just started to cry like a small child......... I made a complete fool out of myself. I was so touched by it, it was so sweet of her to buy it for me and some other sweets for the children.
I'm happy with being pregnant and I know when it's over I'd really miss this time. But at this moment....
I also feel from time to time that I had enough.
The physical discomfort, the same questions when I stick my bud out of the front door, lack of sleep.
It's nice and a special time, but it's not all fun and games being pregnant