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Pregnancy Aint Fun :)
I’m just being really, really, honest! I know some women, men, or children are going to give me a hard time for this, but you know what? I’ve gotta be real about how I feel!
I can’t stand being around women that say “oh, I can be pregnant forever,” “I wish pregnancy was longer than 10months,” or my favorite “Sorry, but I have had a smooth ride during my pregnancy.” I can go on! I wonder what planet they are from.
Keep in mind that I run a business and I also have kids…I’m pregnant with my third (if you are wondering why I’m ranting)…
Here’s what my dreadful day is like:
I wake up around 3am craving some weird food that is definitely not from Planet Earth. Maybe I’m exaggerating, but I crave something I know I either can’t have or I have to travel thousands of miles to get.
I sit up to work on my computer, answer to emails, watch TV….etc. Feeling sh*tty…then I decide to brush my teeth. This is the part where I throw my intestines out and I wonder every single day how God puts them back there. I fear that one day, I just may throw the baby up, but instead of the baby coming out, it will get stuck in my throat and I may die.
Ok, it’s probably not going to happen like that, but it sure feels like it. You can hear my husband in the background saying “awww baby I’m so sorry. Are you OK? Can I get you anything?” At this time, my 15mth old walks into the bathroom watching me in fear. I usually send her out because it’s truly traumatizing. By the time I’m done, my eyes are so red..you’d think I have been smoking grass and drinking all night.
Anyway, so I help get the kids ready for school, and I get to work. I always make sure I pop my preg pills, though. If I don’t, my day is truly f*cked. I use my Promethazine (after trying a bunch, had to settle for one), and Prilosec to help my daily burning chest. Can’t do without my “P2″ 
Then I get hungry and have to figure out what I want to eat.
Seriously, I think I eat about every hour. So it may be safe to say that I eat 24 times a day. LOL.
I heard that the third pregnancy is usually very unique, but I think I need to come up with a more creative and fashionable term for it. The more I eat, the more sick i get, but I can’t help it. I’m hungry…I don’t get full. Oh, and I also need a HUGE glass of something to drink which usually consists of Coke Zero, Pomergrante Crystal light, or Ginger ale.
Then I work, work some more, ship out samples or orders, work online…I guess you can call it “social media,” talk to potential clients, magazines, husband, teachers, family, and friends on the phone. Right now, if it’s not about work, I hate being on the phone. I hate talking. Period. My voice seizes and talking is the last thing I want to do, but can you figure out that I’m a workaholic now?
Now, for some odd reason, I start to get really sick, tired and sleepy when it’s almost time for Greg and the kids to get home. If they catch me on a good day, I have dinner ready for them, but that’s if they catch me, though, I run REALLY fast. I guess it’s safe to say I make dinner once or twice a month.
Anyway, back to being sick before they get home. By the time they walk into the house, I’m drained and asleep. They try to sneak in quietly…I can hear Greg saying ssshhhh, but these are my kids we are talking about.
While Zurhi runs to me to give me a big fat kiss, Sidney is taking off his shoes, dropping his bag on the floor and taking off his jacket all at the same time. I get up, pop another pill because God knows I need the energy to deal with Zurhi and let’s not talk about Sidney and then combining the two.
Meanwhile, poor Greg usually needs to take a power nap for about 20mins before he starts on three different dinners. Yep, Greg and I may eat the same thing, but Sidney wants something different and so does Zurhi.
The sickness kicks in again and then the miserable part of my life starts. I want to get up, but I can’t. I want to talk to Greg and ask about his day, but it doesn’t come out…sometimes I even feel like asked, but he just didn’t answer. Lol! I’m just there starring at them until he finishes homework with Sidney and takes the kids to bed.
Ahh, my pregnant life! The weekends are different..I promise, but that’s another blog.
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ahhh!!!! I can’t wait til you feel better and we can hang…Love you!
Ditto, Mama.
Hey ya. Folake pele. You really kept it real, hope u feel better soon.
Honey , I know now that u ar the only one who truely understands what I went through with my pregnancy..But some how u slowly forget it all as u see their precious faces. Hope u feel better.
Luv,
Kem
I can’t wait for the blog about your weekend. I’m crossing my fingers and hoping its a bit more relaxed for you. When I was pregnant, I was ready the 8th month. The sleepless nights were becoming a bit much….
yes…you like to work…but I have a feeling you wouldn’t have any other way..and it is very cool you have someone there who is supportive . so cheer up and know that in just a little while , you’ll another cutie who can’t enough of mommy’s love:)
@ Yinka - Thank you. Hope you are well.
@ Kemmy - I remember what you went through. Thank God for Teni.
@ Adanma - Thank you, Mama. I’m counting down and can’t wait to meet the little one
Your second paragraph is dead on!
Darling -
After talking to you (and I appreciate the conversation MORE after reading this post) I realized I had to leave a comment about my pregnancy too!!
I can relate totally. I give you MAJOR props for even being able to blog!
I feel like mine was pretty much as bad as yours(if not worse)
I would wake up to vomit, be lightheaded most of the day cos I really couldn’t keep anything down, I was on crackers most of the time and when I would try to stubbornly eat something…it would come right back up. It went from day one till delivery…I was pushing with a bowl near my mouth to catch the vomit! I couldn’t climb a flight of stairs in my own house, I would forget what I got up for - I would be out of breath like I just ran a marathon!!!
Pregnancy is different for everyone. And thinking that it is REQUIRED is also WRONG. The woman that decides she wants to get pregnant needs all the support in the world, and so does the woman who doesn’t. For some its a breeze, for some its an ordeal. Either way lets support the women who are going through it knowing how HARD it is to have all of that happening to your body as well as the other things going on in your daily life.
Its FAR from easy.
Hugs darling for coping with number 3. I HATED being pregnant too!
@ Remi - I can’t say it better. You said it all.
I love your blog, and your honesty..as a 1st time pregnant mom, i felt bad cause i have friends who claim to love being pregant and even thou my pregancy isnt difficult(thank God) im still always hungry, achy, sore and tired, and just want to have the baby without havn to go thru the stages:) so i applaud ur honesty:)
ill keep following ur blog:)
Folake, I Luv u for telling it like it is. I do understand and I work 40 hours- being over a mailroom and i’m sick all day and night. Now if I can just figure out a way to stay away from the bathroom… I’m now 12 weeks preg and I must admit-maybe once in the last month I’ve felt almost normal, other than that it’s pretty much the same everyday- sucks. I smell everything and I’ve gotten so bad i’ve even started spitting- all of the time. Help??? There’s gotta be a moment of this pregnancy i can enjoy. I’m hoping this will soon end because I’m not experiencing a non-sick pregnancy. 4 all the mothers 2 B who’s having a wonderful pregnancy-God bless u and enjoy it because it may be different then next time AND 4 the mothers 2 B who feel like i do- we’ve got to remain strong and hope for the best in our health- GOD knows we’re pushing and pulling to keep going day by day, just to stay on our jobs and even to try and attempt to maintain some type of stability in our homes. We do know as soon as our new one arrives our past sickness will be replaced with our beautiful bundle of joy.
I’m praying for us all to have healthy pregnancy.