I know there are a few threads around for pregnant ladies to have a moan but I wanted to be self indulgent and start another thread.
I don't have anything major to moan about really and thankful to be pregnant after spells of infertility and also a late loss (22 weeks). I have two lovely dc's - one at secondary and one at pre-school.
I am an older mum in my early 40's and I'm not sure if age has anything to do with it but I have almost had to admit defeat - that I do get tired and that I do need a rest and all those things I took for granted are becoming progressively more difficult (I am currently and thankfully 23 weeks, fingers crossed). I'm not saying I was super fit before pregnancy but thought nothing of springing across town, racing round and generally getting things done, fairly organised and on top of things. But yesterday after ambling across town (I needed to get some stuff for a project elder dc was working on), doing a bit of washing and stuck in a traffic jam for nearly an hour plus one or two minor bits, I felt shattered. My dh has been fantastic - he works full-time has a fairly high pressured job comes home and does the cooking, puts the dc's to bed etc. Fantastic, we have no other external support - grandparents etc. The project DC was working on involves making a big cake, decorating it etc. she was at the baking stage yesterday evening and the kitchen was devastated. Not usually a big deal but at 7 pm I felt completely overwhelmed like things were piling up and EVERYTHING was a mess (dh took control of the situation) and later I just burst into tears (probably due to tiredness), I slept heavy. I take iron tablets as I was found to be border line anaemic. I also think my memory is playing tricks on me because I cant remember feeling this tired last time or else maybe it's an age thing and/or running around after two dc's into the bargain. Plus I have the added stress of having had a late loss and the mental stress and anxiety of believing that loss is going to happen all over again is probably tiring too. People jump up and down to congratulate me when they find out my news but I am so wary of things going wrong, I think they behave over the top and struggle to share their excitement because at the end of the day I am (literally) left carrying everything and it feels a lonely place to be. I can't say I'm enjoying this pregnancy due to the anxiety and physical limitations - I wouldn't change it - but will be relieved when it is all over. Sorry for the long moan: moan officially over for the time being.