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Tuesday, September 3, 2013

3rd Trimester Symptoms: I feel like an Animal

My second trimester was GREAT.  Weeks 16 through 28 were easy peasy.  I sometimes even forgot I was pregnant.  The only symptoms I had (other than a growing belly and baby kicks) was lower back pain and frequent potty breaks.

Around 28 weeks, a friend asked me if I'd seen "What to Expect when you are Expecting" and whether I could relate.  I chuckled and exclaimed that I had seen it, but couldn't relate.  It seemed like she was overreacting.  Oh sweet Karma.  What a fool I was. At 29 weeks, everything changed!  I feel her pain plus more!

Check out minute 1:20....


"I find myself crying all the time....The truth is, I'm so uncomfortable, I don't even recognize my body anymore.  I can fit 20 of my old bras into this one giant piece of granny spandex."  "I have no control over my body or my emotion.....all I want to do is punch you in the face."  etc..... "and then I have these purple stretch marks everywhere, and pressure hanging from my uterus, that makes me walk like I was kicked in the ...."  and then she farted.

Yep, ladies and gentleman, at 33 weeks, I relate to her 100%.  It all came on starting at 29 weeks, with the last two weeks being particularly unbearable.  It's not that I am hurting.  I am just so uncomfortable with my body and with the changes!  Some of it may have to do with the 100 degree heat outside.  But even in my freezing 65 degree house, I am constantly taking off clothes to help with constant hot flashes (thank God I work from home!), only to discover minutes later I am shaking from the cold and putting on a cardigan....over and over again.

I have no control over my bowel movement sounds, and have tooted out loud in public several times in precarious situations that have completely mortified me.

My undergarments are so big, that each time I see them, I wonder if I mistakenly took my grandmother's undergarments, only to discover that they are actually tight on me when I put them on.  AND my MATERNITY CLOTHES NO LONGER FIT ME.  I can't even go out anymore.  I literally have nothing to wear besides a mumu.

Long story short:  I feel like an animal.  And, once the baby comes, and I am feeding him all day, I'm pretty sure it's not going to stop.


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