De-Stressing

I just have to get a few things off my chest that have been bothering me lately...If I seem ticked off, it's probably because I am...what is it about being pregnant that makes everyone and their mom have a sudden opinion about what you are doing right and wrong, and their own piece of advice for you...please forgive the following post and chalk it up to hormones and anxiety.

1. If I have to hear another person, particularly another pregnant celebrity that you can't even tell is pregnant except for their perfectly rounded tummy, talk about how wonderful pregnancy is and they are just loving the fact that they get to eat anything and everything and it's just so glorious, I might puke...well more so than I already am. It's probably just jealousy that is making me so mad at this, but I seem to have more morning sickness, headaches, and just all around blah-ness than anyone else I talk to. It feels like the worst flu combined with forced starvation that I could ever have imagined. I cannot eat meat or eggs. I cannot smell meat. I cannot see meat. I cannot smell olive oil, which really sucks because I love Italian food. I can't stand the smell of Taco Bell, my all time favorite place to eat. I hope once the hell months, aka the first trimester is over in two weeks that I will get a little bit back to normal and can start eating like a semi-normal person again.

2. I can not even tell you how many people I talk to that say, "I didn't even know I was pregnant until the doctor told me. I never had any morning sickness or felt sick at all." Well ladi-freakin'-da for you!!!! Now, when I am trying to express how down right miserable I feel, that is not the kind of crap you should tell me unless you have a death wish. This is what my diet has been resorted to: soup, bread with butter on it, water, mashed potatoes, occasionally mac and cheese. That is all that sounds good, tastes good, and stays down.

3. Everyone keeps asking me if I am eating my veggies and fruits and getting enough vitamins and blah blah blah and I really might shove my foot down the next person's throat who asks me that. I am eating what will stay in my stomach and not make me feel like I am going to throw up the kitchen sink, thank you very much.

4. If one more person asks me how far along I am and if I should be as big as I am, or reminds me of the weight gain limits of "healthy" pregnancy, I might shoot someone. For one, I am no bigger than I was before I got pregnant. I happen to have a lot, no really, A LOT, of air in my stomach all the time. I constantly feel like I need a pin to pop it and release some pressure. It is not baby weight, especially since I can't keep anything down long enough for me to gain weight anywhere. Secondly, it is none of your freakin' business, and unless you are my doctor, or a doctor period, please keep your mouth shut.

5. I am pregnant, and it is a major part of my life right now, and will be for the rest of my life. I am very sorry if that does not correlate to what you want to "deal with" or "talk about". I have a constant reminder every minute of every day that I am pregnant and that is what is on my mind. If I listen to what is going on in your life, and ask you questions about your goings on, yet you don't want to hear about what is going on with me, then you should probably not plan on being my friend from now on.

Whew...okay...I'm done for now. Just a few things I have been carrying around (haha literally and metaphorically) for the past few weeks. Thank you for listening to my rant, and I hope I didn't offend anyone out there in blog land...trust me when I say with 110% confidence that none of you are part of the problem. You all keep me sane, or at least as sane as can be expected right now.