Rant Corner

[Quannoi]

Don't get me wrong, I'm extremely blessed to be having this surprise pregnancy, and I wouldn't change it for the world.

But, not to sound ungrateful, sometimes aspects of it get me down, so I thought I'd open a thread where we can all just get our rants out of our system!

I'm 34 weeks and feel like an old lady due to the cursed SPD, I'm being micro-managed by the gestational diabetes team, and generally patronised at every turn by consultants. I think the "experts" sometimes forget how much you have to give up when you're pregnant, and any extra rules and restrictions just add up to making you feel even less like yourself than usual.

I also struggle to get recognition that I have the final say over treatment for me and the baby, doctors really don't like admitting how much power we really have!

Anyway that's my little rant. What's yours?

Ah you are not alone! We tried for over a year before conceiving. I always dreamed of being pregnant and having children but my experience was not as wonderful as I had alway imagined. Like you I was over the moon to have our little baby growing sinside me and wouldn't have changed it for the world. But I spent the first 5 months in and out of hospital for week long stays on a drip with antisickness meds too. I couldn't even keep water down. Consequently I lost a few stone and had everyone worrying about me and the baby. After 5 months I could eat a bit again but suffered from sciatica which left me unable to move a lot of the time. Plus my husband found it weird being 'intimate' once the baby was moving and we'd seen her on screens, so I missed that part of our relationship a lot. I also agree about the power thing, I was treated terribley by my doctor when I said I wanted a home birth. Bad experiences in hospitals had put me off. I was young and healthy and my midwife was happy, but he told me I was being an irresponsible mother and didn't I realize the risks to my baby...I was furious!! We sacrifice a lot to be pregnant and are treated like children (or cattle) a lot of the time. As it turn out, at 34 weeks I had cramps while I was lying in bed and thought I was just constipated (oh the joys of pregnancy!) but MrShh is a worrier so dragged me into hosp. Took less than ten mins to get there but barely made it out of the car and my daughter was born in the carpark outside a&e. Wasn't what I planned but wouldn't change it. Makes a great story! Sorry for the long post, get carried away! Good luck with the rest of your pregnancy and afterwards! It is all worth it when you see that beautiful slimey baby xxx

Ack - I hate it when doctors do that. Pulling out the old scare stories to make you comply, or plain name-calling like saying you're irresponsible - that's just so low!

Glad it all worked out in the end. :)

I really don't like it when (normally) well meaning people try and tell me what I can and can't do now that I'm pregnant. I just want to tell them to mind their own business! im not sick or dying! it really pisses me off!

Oh and patronising medical staff aside, comments about the size of the bump every.single.day. From family & well meaning friends especially, nevermind the beautician waxing my eyebrows, or the checkout lady.

Really really pisses me off. I can't hide it! I'm growing a baby! What do they want me to do? I have other kids to look after, activities to take them to etc I'm not going to stay indoors so people can't see the bump, I can't put my life on hold can I?!!!!!!

Can I join in too? Had an utter melt down last night and am still upset/angry/contrite all at the same time. 1st pregnancy, 36+6 with SPD, GD, a uti last week, now thrush due to antibiotics (sorry tmi), only finishing work on Tuesday and have moved house in the last 3 weeks.

I utterly lost it last night. We moved in 3 weekends ago, my family were up that weekend for "Christmas" but at least took us out for food and didn't put pressure on. Last weekend FIL was up so spent weekend unpacking and trying to make it presentable and then cooking for him plus getting baby stuff organised. Spent all week working and unpacking boxes. Yesterday SiL was here with her partner, so another round of tidying/cooking. Today MiL is here with her new partner so same thing again. I am getting maybe 4 hours interrupted sleep a night and am now due a stretch and sweep weds after I finish work on Tuesday. If that doesn't work I am being induced on Boxing Day. Am so exhausted and can't keep it together. I ended up swearing blind at the baby, DH (who has been amazing but sometimes doesn't realise that my brave face is exactly that) and feel horribly guilty for being mean to both bump and DH but am utterly panicked that I am going to be like this after the baby is born, freaked out about giving birth, freaked out about induction and have no time to be freaked out :(

Sorry to rant self indulgently, everyone thinks I am coping brilliantly but I am hiding it all away and spend half my time crying my eyes out when no one is looking. Why does everyone tell you it is easy, that millions if women have done it and that there are people out there worse off?? aRGH!!

Can I join? I'm really enjoying PG apart from the PGP and a huge support belt is helping that. My rant is that it's Christmas, ive got 11 days of 12 hour market stall shifts with only one day off in the middle and im only on day 4. I WANT TO RUN AWAY!
27 weeks here, so a way to go but I'm so tired I can barely move already. Work are great, I've got constant help so I don't have to lift stuff, and the other market traders are wonderful to me but I'm just losing the plot!

Oh definitely. Don't get me wrong, we tried for this baby for over a year, huge amounts of testing including a lap/HSG etc but that doesn't mean it's not unpleasant.

Also suffering from SPD/PGP, and week before last I pulled a muscle in my lower back which left me unable to walk. I mean that.. I could not lift one of my legs off the floor the first day. I can now walk with a crutch.

Had to go shopping yesterday and the sheer number of people that walked into my crutch (when there was plenty of room - they just weren't paying attention) drove me absolutely batty and I was close to murder by the end.

I've been in a wheelchair before for SPD and I'm dreading that stage even more as you get treated even worse. People can be so RUDE. I can't imagine having permanent mobility issues - my pregnancies have been a real eye opener for me. Not that I was ever rude or inconsiderate to people needing mobility aids before, but now I know what it is really like it certainly changes my perception and gives me a lot more patience.

Plus - I am fed up of the worry. I'm only 25 weeks, but I just want to hit term and baby out. The constant "has she moved today?" thing drives me batty. A remnant of two previous high risk pregnancies, alas.