I’ve only just entered the third trimester and all of a sudden in just a few days I’ve gone from being so happy and calm and now I am fed. TF. Up.
My ass is enormous, feels as big as my bump, my maternity clothes don’t fit over my butt anymore. My arms and breasts are like pumped full of air. I’m tired all the time and hungry but constantly full. None of the maternity clothes fit and it’s still so humid and hot WHY DID I GET PREGNANT DURING SUMMER
I tried to be so chill during the heatwave and didn’t complain but now the summer is continuing I am just done with it. I don’t want to wear anything tight or summery, I want baggy trackies in winter and pyjamas and big jumpers 😭🤣
Baby is always sitting so so low down as well - please just get off my bladder so I can sit down for 5 mins without going to the toilet or go for a walk without feeling so heavy down there. Thirsty all the time but know I’m going to have to pee shortly after any drink.
I know baby is going to basically double in weight over the next 3 months and I just feel so grumpy all the time, I feel so bad for my husband because I’m just like a grouchy housemate at this point.
Just getting out to walk the dogs feels hard to enjoy because I hate the way I look and clothes I have and plodding around the park like a fat little hippo sucks, bending to pick up sticks and dog poo sucks.
Is there a dark cave I can go an sleep off the rest of this trimester please? I’ve just come back from a spa day and it’s like barely made a dent, also seeing younger non pregnant women in their bikinis just made me feel so bad about my lumpy cellulite huge pregnant bum.
Not sure how to pick myself up so that I can have a pleasant conversation with another human in the near future - any tips?
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If it's any consolation whatsoever, this rant made me laugh so hard. It's so well written. After a week of pregnancy insomnia I needed someone to reflect exactly what I'm feeling right now. How on earth is baby going to double in size, that's a sick joke!
This is so fucking hard. I remind myself that it's one day at a time, and if I'm losing it, I'm taking the day off work and giving myself permission to do fuck all. Journal. Get off the phone. Read or do some other low effort hobby. Get that iced latte. Swim. This is what I'm doing to stay sane.