Saturday, January 14, 2006

Grrr. Argh.

So, today is the day when nothing is good. I think I've officially hit the stage where everything sucks. I don't want to go anywhere, do anything, see anyone, eat anything, talk to anyone... you get the picture. I'm incredibly restless and, well, just plain bored. I know I have things I should be doing (so many things I *should* be doing) but I have absolutely no interest in doing any of them. I just want to sit and argue with my husband. And occasionally throw coasters at him.

I called a friend who recently had a baby, and she reassured me that this happened to her, too. I don't seem to remember this happening with the Bear, but I was so damn depressed the entire time I was pregnant with her, I don't think that my recollections count for much, really. I just want to curl up and hibernate and not think about anything. For at least 7 weeks. Can I do that? Please?

On a similarly irritating note, everyone I see seems to think that I'm not going to hold out for another 7 weeks. They keep asking me if I'm sure I got my dates right (yes, moron, I *can* count), if I'm having twins (no, jackass, not anymore), etc. etc. etc. ad nauseum ad infinitum. Yes, this baby is carrying a lot differently than the last one. Yes, this baby is decidedly lower and perhaps a bit larger than the last one. No, I haven't gained nearly as much weight this time. Yes, the baby is already so low that the midwife couldn't find her head last week because it was already below the bone. But is she going to do us all a gigantic favor and get the hell out of there anytime soon? Of course not. Why? Because she's my kid, and being difficult is her genetic birthright.

So, is it just me? Has anyone else ever gone through the pregnancy phase where everything is just supremely annoying and you're all restless for no apparent reason? Or have I officially gone around the bend on this one? I know that delurking week is over, but if you have any words (of wisdom or otherwise, I don't care) on this subject, I'd be eternally grateful. Cause I think Husband is ready to divorce me any minute now...

3 comments:

Amy said...

Oh I'm definitely having days like that. Despite the fact that my mom was here for 7 hours entertaining my child, washing my dishes, and reorganizing my front porch, the 5 hours after that seemed to last an eon where I read every train and truck book in existence to my son about a million times. My calf hurts and I'm annoyed. My husband spent the entire day sanding and painting our bathroom--a task that's about 4 months overdue--yet I'm just feeling whiny that I had to deal with Peter for those hours. You give me hope that I can blame it on pregnancy, at least.

I figure I've got 6-10 weeks to go. At the moment, a January baby doesn't sound too bad.

Ninotchka said...

My husband coined my last pregnancy "The Angry Pregnancy." What you're feeling is perfectly normal. What's more, 3 months later, I'm still one moody beyatch. lol

Jane said...

Oh, I'm glad I'm not the only one... whiny, impossible to please, ready to get this baby the hell of out here...

Fortunately, today seems to be a little better. Not so great that I've stopped praying for an early delivery, but good enough that Husband is no longer threatening to take the Bear and leave until after I have the baby. We'll take what we can get, I suppose!