Pregnancy. Version 2.0

It’s been at least 5 years since my last pregnancy – enough time to forget just about everything, except the heinous morning sickness. It has its ups and downs. I’m about half-way now and it’s bound to get even more interesting, no doubt.

I have awesome boobs again. Like, really awesome. I’ve always had great boobs, but now they’re a million times better. They’re not bigger, or anything. Just fuller and rounder. It’s also awesome not to constantly feel like I have to suck in my tummy. Well. It’s now physically impossible. I’m almost at that point where I actually look pregnant, and not just fat. My nails are growing incredibly quickly. I’ve never had long nails of my own before, so this is all completely new. My hair is growing really quickly too, and it’s super-duper soft.

Apparently my amniotic fluid levels are slightly low and the gynae is a little bit concerned about this. I’ve been told I need to drink 2-3litres of water a day now. This wasn’t a problem for me, before I was pregnant, and I was drinking that amount of H20, until I realised that drinking plain water made me vomit. That’s when I switched to ice tea, but apparently that’s not enough. So now I’m forcing myself to drink as much water as I can, and doing my best to keep it down. And peeing constantly, of course.

I can’t wear jeans or button-up pants anymore. I have yet to find any maternity pants that I like, so until then – it’s elastic-waisted skirts and loose pants. I’m grumpy. Grumpy as fuck. I can’t tell if it’s worse this time around, or if it’s about the same. I don’t know if it’s because The Fiance and I weren’t living together yet during my last pregnancy, but he really seems to be taking strain with my grumpiness and temper. He’s very sensitive and takes it quite personally. Have told him he needs to ignore me when I’m grumpy. It’s not that I’m choosing to be grumpy, I actually physically can’t help myself. I also have a hard time keeping my mouth shut and letting things slide. It doesn’t take much to push my buttons and send me into a rant.

The dreams are vivid. From sex dreams to dreams about discovering a meth lab under a restaurant – my nocturnal brain is very active. I also dream nearly every single night about smoking cigarettes. It’s been over 12 weeks since I quit and there are no physical cravings any more, but the habit still wants to make a comeback. I am resisting. It’s also been over 12 weeks since I last had caffeine. I must say, it’s hard to function without it and I definitely feel like my brain is a bit slower.

The snottiness is ridiculous, as is the dry eyes. I can’t understand why my nose can produce so much mucous, and yet my eyeballs are not capable of lubricating themselves. Nose drops and eye drops, I’m all over them. It is becoming a little uncomfortable to sleep at night – my favourite position is to sleep on my stomach. That’s obviously not possible. Without one of those U-shaped pregnancy pillows, I don’t know what I’d be doing. Oh. That’s right. Not sleeping at all.

I have felt the baby move. A lot in the last three or so weeks. The Fiance hasn’t felt it yet, but it’s only a matter of time. The Kid keeps asking me when I can take his brother out of my tummy. Ha. He’ll come in his own time. He still has at least another 20 weeks inside.

We watched “What To Expect When You’re Expecting”, the other day. There was a bit in there that made me laugh hysterically. And then I started crying because I was laughing so hysterically. And then laughing because I was crying hysterically.

Honestly. I’d forgotten what a mind-fuck pregnancy can be. Despite being totally grateful at the opportunity to grow my family and bring more love into this world, I have to say one thing about pregnancy. It’s not for pussies.

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11 Responses to Pregnancy. Version 2.0

  1. Jeanette says:

    Oh I’m so so very glad I never have to do that again 🙂
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  2. NickiD says:

    What Jenty said! (Sorry, but I am!) x

  3. Angel says:

    SO not for pussies…
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  4. Zoe says:

    Hahahahaha, so funny!!

    Try to be nice to the Fiancé – especially if he is feeling sensitive!

    I love you!

  5. MeeA says:

    Sometimes, I miss being pregnant. Mostly because, sometimes, I think it’s the only thing I’m any good at…
    But I so don’t miss the moods and the morning sickness and the wardrobe issues. Speaking of which, I have several pairs of preggy jeans and a couple of virtually unused tops just sitting in my cupboard…

  6. Nicole says:

    Well…all that sounds lovely. 😉 Seriously though, I’m actually quite sad that I probably won’t see you in all your glory, before the baby arrives. x
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  7. Louisa says:

    Hahaha! Amen to that! Wow, I almost forgot about the crazy dreams that goes along with it.
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  8. blackhuff says:

    You’re damn right. It’s not for the faint hearted.
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  9. Oh how I must have been hiding under a rock or something… Discovered your blog again and I’m so glad I have!
    OK… Pregnancy sounds frightening and wonderful all at the same time!
    The thing that freaks me out the most is… trying to get over the fact that there is another human being growing inside…with feelings and fingers and a personality etc… AND THEN… it has to come out… OMG. It’s coming out either via sun-roof option or naturally and both just seem beyond terrifying.

    Um…I’m not helping am I?
    LOL – Glad I found your blog again and good luck with your pregnancy – it’s a beautiful miracle xxx
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  10. Ah the joys…. Never again, I tell you
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  11. SheBee says:

    I think this is my favourite post of yours in forever. It’s so honest. Felt like your old blogging days.

    I had to laugh at your bathroom shots, the same bathroom shots I send to Instagram whenever I’ve got a new outfit on.

    I’m so sad I won’t get to see you on a daily basis towards your last few weeks. Gonna have to make a plan to visit you in the ‘Vale.
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