Hi all! I decided to join Mumsnet because I stumbled across a post dating back to 2003, the year I was born! I think it's wild I am now having a child of my own. I haven't had the best or happiest pregnancy but I am so glad it will soon be over.
1st Trimester: I found out at 11 weeks, it has DRAGGED. Then the tiredness, oh god I was a shell of a person. The constant nausea without throwing up.... kill me. Another gem of the first trimester is people constantly asking about baby names and what you think the gender is going to be, and then throwing baby names at you, respectfully go away! I do not think I cared in the slightest at this point because I just needed people to stop talking about the damn baby.
The 2nd trimester introduced antenatal depression which sucked but I got through it, then I kept falling completely in love with the idea I was going to have a baby boy so of course it dragged and caused a bunch more depressed days, I had so much love and nobody to give it to. Before I knew I had an anterior placenta I was in hospital constantly because I couldn't feel baby. Then because I was in and out so much they had me in for weekly scans In the third trimester, it might sound nice to some people but it was really awful. I was starting to get a little more excited though. But then the sleep started getting awful, the dreams were not nice.
The third trimester however, haha. The very first day of my third tri I woke up with horrible food poisoning, that was super fun! Antenatal depression came back, I slept maybe one hour a night? and then 7am - 6pm I was out cold. This was such a depressing routine and I wanted so badly to get out of it. I only just recently have started getting good sleep which has completely changed everything :) Oh but don't get too excited, the itching... I had an undiagnosed PUPPP rash that was at its worst for almost two weeks. I could feel the depression worming its way back in because as far as I was concerned all I've had is torture left right and center for 9 months. This also has stopped in the last few days, I'm still itchy I just no longer want to fly out the window because of it lol.
In conclusion, I am so excited to meet Charlie. I am sleeping well and the only discomfort I feel are Braxton hicks (which I love, because I know its nearly over) I have his clothes hung up and all I worry about these days is the fact I haven't bleached the walls yet, oh and the light sockets, and there's still a stain in the carpet from 3 years ago. Oh no and my bedding hasn't been changed since last week. Charlie is going to be so disgusted when he comes home to unbleached walls and carpet stains....