Every time people talk to me (so it seems) they ask how I feel. I think pregnant women are expected to be in utter misery (and some are!). But I'm not really one of them.
When I was pregnant with Oceana I was pretty sick for 8 weeks. I threw up a handful of times over the first 5 months. Most of the time though, I fought nausea. I ran out of classes (I was in college/university at the time) to throw up, or sit in the hall for fresh air so that I wouldn't throw up. I had indigestion like no one's business (but was so naive I didn't know it was indigestion). Soon after I started to feel well I became uncomfortable because of all the weight I had gained. Every night I came home from work (sales) with sore feet, sore legs, and an aching back. I was miserable! I just wanted to be done with having baby! I was reading to deliver at about 32 weeks - just because I was sick of being pregnant and wanted to see my baby!
When I was pregnant with Joshua, I was sick for about two weeks. But I did feel sick at intermitant times over the next few months. I threw up while washing my hair, driving down a winding road, etc. But it was definitely easier than Oceana's pregnancy. I didn't really want to be finished with being pregnant because that meant losing Joshua. I was uncomfortable (because my ribs were jabbing my uterus!) but I was still okay at 41 weeks.
And this time around? I haven't puked. I was close once. Because I had to empty a bucket of soaking toddler-nailed-undies. Apparently the "nail" hadn't been removed from the undies before going in the bucket. Do you get where I'm coming from? Yeah, that situation was a close call! I was nauseus for few weeks, but it wasn't too bad. The biggest hurdle this time around has been tiredness. I have to say, I don't feel all that pregnant. Now, see, to write that makes it sound silly. I eat more (no mistaking that one), I steer away from excessive coffee, I poopoo soft cheeses and deli meat, and I have fights every morning with my clothes.
I know the last one isn't particularly pregnancy-exclusive. But goodness gracious, this morning was ridiculous. I didn't want to wear dress pants, but didn't want to wear jeans. It was too cold for a skirt, and I was stuck. Well, too bad Susie - I wore jeans. At least today I didn't fight to pull my pants up all day (like last week)!
But I don't feel all that pregnant. I'm not miserable. Oh, I'm hungry and tired. But that can be overlooked. I'm not puking, I'm not getting up in the night to pee (yet), and I'm not getting pregnancy-face (yet).
Do you know about pregnancy face? It's when you look at a picture of yourself and say, 'Oh, yep! See my cheeks? I was pregnant there." Ew. It's definitely an "Ew" factor. But I haven't seen it yet. Oh, be sure - I check that pesky mirror every morning. But for the moment my preggy-face is hiding in a box with my winter maternity wear. It can stay there too, for all I care.
I keep telling people that if my pregnancies get easier each time, I'm up for more! :)
Anyways. It's true that the third time around the maternity wear comes flying out faster. Especially if you weren't in shape when you got pregnant. Especially if you weren't in shape the last time you got pregnant.
Next year? Next year I'm getting in shape. Mark my words. 2009 will be the year of the dieting and exercise and you my faithful readers will have to read about it. Intermingled of course with pictures of my sweetie girls!
I really don't mind being pregnant. The thing that annoys me most? Well, there's two things of varying annoyance.
*Weight gain (duh)
*Caffeine limits (when you are most tired you can't drink too much coffee???)