When my mom would talk about being pregnant she always said how much she enjoyed it (I guess she must have... she did it FOUR time!). I believe it was because of these statements that made me think that pregnancy was going to be a cake walk. I mean, I knew that SOME things were going to be unpleasant (morning sickness and labor mostly) but I don't feel that I was well prepared for what it's really like.
I don't like being pregnant... at all. I'm so over it. I'm sore, tired and winded all of the time. I can't get comfortable ANYWHERE and, thus, I can't get enough sleep because I either can't fall asleep in the first place because a) I can't find a comfortable position or b) the baby is kicking... again, I roll over and can't get comfortable again, or I have to wake up in the middle of the night to pee. I can't bend over. I can't pet my cat when he greets me at the door. I can't get up off of our couch/futon/bed without pushing on something, pulling on something, or getting a shove on the ass from Jacob. lol I can't do the physical/outdoorsy stuff that I want to do because I can't exert myself that much without getting uber tired and winded. I can't eat sushi! I can't drink alcohol. I'm just not overly happy. I just want to have the baby in my arms and skip all of the in-between steps.
I feel bad for feeling this way... but I do. I LOVE the life growing inside of me, and am thankful every day that it came so easy for us and that there have been no complications. But I still don't like being pregnant.
Am I alone?
(P.S. I'm currently reading Jenny McCarthy's "Belly Laughs"... I feel like I should have read this before I got pregnant and just forgot everything my mother told me about the wonders of pregnancy! lol)