So this IG post set me off last night and lead to some ugly ugly crying at about 1am while hiding in the spare room so I didn’t wake my boyfriend. I’m not a crier and in his words “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you cry like that before” we’ve been together 5 years now so he has quite a lot to go by.
I’m 24 weeks today and I hate being pregnant. Hate it hate it hate it. I’ve not had a bad time, barely had any morning sickness only reciently started showing. Very occasional heartburn etc. Got pregnant within 4 weeks of deciding we were going to stop “avoiding it” which was a shock.
Basically so far it’s been the easiest pregnancy going so I have no excuse but I just cannot bare it. The clostrophia of having my body taken over. Not being able to sleep on my stomach or excersise the way I normally would. Being kicked randomly when I want to be left alone, the massive disgusting boobs. Not being able to work out if I’m fully justified in being upset about something or if it’s hormones. And I feel awful because I can’t summon up even a scrap of the enjoyment this post has. Surely I’m not some lone freak?
And I know some people are so desperate to be pregnant or have such hard pregnancy’s the above sounds like the most entitled whine ever but how is it possible to enjoy this process? Help!