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DISCLAIMER: Before I commence my epic preggo whinge, I'm going to come right out and say how bad I feel whingeing about this stuff when there are want-to-be mums out there who would give their right leg to be hanging over a toilet bowl puking their spleen out and/or nursing burning nipples. I feel bad, sure, but many will agree with me on this one: the first 12 weeks of pregnancy can be an absolute clusterfuck of badness.
START EPIC WHINGE Here's what's pissing me off right now: - Burn, baby, Burn NIPPLE INFERNO: Fucking HELL, these babies are burning so much that I'm thinking that the Fire Danger in my suburb has to be increased if they go near anything flammable. Imagine explaining how THAT fire started. My cousin's doctor told her to GO OUTSIDE AND TAN HER NIPPLES EACH DAY TO STRENGTHEN THEM. Uh, NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. My asshole neighbours are not going to get a free nipple show. MAYBE IF THEY INVITED US TO SWIM IN THEIR GODDAMN POOL, THINGS WOULD BE DIFFERENT. - I'm on the Yellow Puke Road: ... I just know it. This nausea is about to be upgraded from Incredibly Annoying Queasies to ALERT ALERT EXORCIST-STYLE PROJECTILE PUKING DETECTED any day now. Eating is an absolute challenge, and the queasies seem to be getting worse with every passing hour. Almost lost my cookies three times today, so it's a matter of "when" rather than "if" ... CLEAR THE AISLES, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, SHE'S ABOUT TO BLOOOOOOOOW. - Angry Bitch Syndrome: HOLY FUCK, I JUST CANNOT HELP BITING THE HEAD OFF ANYONE WHO PISSES ME OFF. This unfortunate person is usually (but most assuredly not limited to) my poor, befuddled husband. He requested that my other pregnant friend hold my hand while I give birth to the Tamgerspawn, probably because he's afraid that I'll rip his arm off at the elbow. She suggested that he sit and watch my vajayjay end. GUESS WHAT, DARLING, I CAN STILL KICK YOU FROM OVER THERE. AND FART IN YOUR GENERAL DIRECTION. - The Miscarriage Danger Zone: It goes without saying, this is one Danger Zone that is NOT a cool place to be, bro. Every little twinge is another little reminder that OMG *SCARY STATISTIC* LOTS OF PREGNANCIES END IN MISCARRIAGE, WHARRRRGARBL. - C-C-C-Constipation: Is this supposed to be practice for the real thing? Prepare the perineum for some epic stretching? (Apparently we are meant to be massaging our 'taints to avoid tearing. LOL WUT?) ... I gave birth to a turd so large that it really should have had a pulse and be out selling funeral insurance somewhere. - Why the fuck DO MY PANTS FEEL TIGHT ALREADY? Seriously. I thought the advantage of being a chubby Mum is that you won't notice yourself getting bigger straight away. Oh, no ... my stomach needs NO EXCUSE TO SWELL UP LIKE A BEACH-BALL ON 'ROIDS apparently. - Oh, how AWESOME, you won't have a period for at least nine months, WOO: ... except they neglect to mention that some of us will bleed, and MOST of us will have bitchin' cramps anyway. Suck it up, Tam: whether I deliver this baby full-term or miscarry it from this point (God forbid), IT'S NOT GOING TO TICKLE. Mr T says ... SNICKERS - GET SOME NUTS! - Sweating like a fat truckie: is exactly as fun as it sounds. - ... and being able to smell EVERY MOLECULE OF IT, and everything else that smells funky: ATTENTION TAM - your cat just did a fucking putrid shit. YOUR NOSE WANTS YOU TO KNOW ALLLL ABOUT IT FOR SOME REASON. Memo to Tam from nose: cat shit smells extremely funky. DO NOT EAT IT, IT IS BAD FOR YOUR BABY. WRITE THIS DOWN, IT'S IMPORTANT, OK? - Yo, dawg, I heard you like fatass zits, so I put a fatass zit on another fatass zit so you can squirt pus at your mirror like a pro: I'm not kidding. I really do have a zit on a zit. WAIT A MINUTE. ARE THEY SHAGGING? IS THIS HOW THEY MAKE MORE ZITS? - Wacky sleeping patterns: Okay, this has GOT to be practice for handling a screaming infant who just doesn't want to go to sleep, no matter how many limbs you would give up if YOUR DARLING BABY WOULD JUST CLOSE HER MOUTH AND EYES FOR TEN GODDAMN MINUTES. I feel like sleeping during the day, and at night (note that it is 2 a.m.) I just don't want to sleep. I toss, and I turn, and I annoy the shit out of my already frazzled husband. Haha, guess HE needs to get used to sleep deprivation too ;) - Headaches: ... these are like the steak-knives of the pregnancy world. Pregnancy is so much fun ladies, you're getting great value from your hormones here. BUT WAIT, THERE'S MOOOOOOOORE. The steak knife? IS IN YOUR BRAIN, GIVING YOU HURTY TIME. - And finally, the attendant guilt you feel for not loving every minute of your pregnancy: YOU'RE A WOMYN, THIS IS A PRESHUS TIME IN YOUR LIFE, YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO REJOICE EVERY MINUTE OF EVERY DAY AT THE MIRIKIL OF LIFFFE. Oh FUCK OFF. I am entitled to be a CRANKY BITCH.
END EPIC WHINGE. SORRY. I CAN'T GIVE YOU THAT FIVE MINUTES BACK ... SO DON'T ASK ME, BECAUSE I'LL PROBABLY ISSUE A NASTY STRING OF PROFANITIES AT YOU AND FART IN YOUR GENERAL DIRECTION. JUST SAYING.
Don't get me wrong, I just enjoy a good rant. More satisfying than a good shit, and it doesn't cost you a cent. Weeee. And yes, I am extremely excited to be pregnant. It goes without saying: I am eagerly looking forward to laying eyes on the Tamgerspawn for the very first time. I am so lucky that our journey to conception was short and without pit-falls (HAH! WEDDING NIGHT CONCEPTION!). I am very fortunate that I live in a country where the obstetric care is more than adequate (and not prohibitively expensive). I have an amazing husband who still wants to stand by my side even though MechaStreisandTamgerbitch makes an hourly appearance. There have been many moments where I have smiled dorkily to myself, because my little rice-sized Tamgerspawn is nestling up thar in my uterus - getting bigger every day. As the baby grows, there will be more and more unforgettable moments - the first scan, hearing that heartbeat, the first kick. My friend carries her ultrasound picture to reminder her that every shitty moment is just a stepping stone towards something new and exciting :) ... and that's a good way to be.
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