It seems like everything is making me upset nowadays. Bill even thinks I have post-partem depression. I don't even think that is possible since I haven't had the baby yet.. maybe pre-partem depression or it could be lingering from Colby's birth 2 years later. Both Bill and I are just realizing how people we once respected and loved are very toxic. The more and more I get farther into this pregnancy, I know what matters: Only Bill, Colby, new baby and myself. I don't have time to care about people who do not care about us.
Let me tell you what else has been bothering me.
(1) The fact that everyone keeps telling me how big I look. No Shit. Thanks for telling me how fat I am. I look exactly the same as I did with my first pregnancy( got pics to prove it). When I first was pregnant with Colby, people use to say you look beautiful. Nope, now I get the opposite reaction and I will smack the next person who says something.
(2) I had three showers with Colby and none with our little girl. I am not going to throw myself a shower like I did for Colby. It seems like everyone is only excited for the first and the second gets neglected.
(3) I am a lot lazier now. I did weekly updates on my last blog. Overshared every detail. Now, I censor everything and only share the big milestones. I hope our Baby B doesn't get upset that her blog lacks the content from my first.
(4) Last pregnancy, we read books, we went on hospital tours, called daycares, took maternity photos. This pregnancy we have done none. I think we have to take photos and now I am regretting that we might not have an opportunity to do it before the big day. I want to experience this pregnancy like I did my last. She is special and I need to make her feel that way.
(5) Our nursery is none existent. We are still holding out hope someone will buy us a crib and a dresser. With 6 weeks to go, I am too afraid we will have to dip into our savings and purchase the rest of our registry. I am a planner and I hate that nothing is in this room. Every weekend is precious now and it is a missed opportunity not organizing, painting, and putting this room together. Gods knows we will have no sleep when she comes.
(6) I am starting to feel guilty that Colby will be neglected once she comes. She hasn't even come yet, but I know this will become a fact. Hoping Colby adjusts to her arrival.
(7) I no longer with share anything on Facebook. I was so excited to post pictures everyday of Colby and his milestones. I will no longer do this. If people care, they will call us. I am done letting people pry into our lives and give nothing back in return.
(8) My maternity leave has been such a hassle. I am dreading filling out the paper-work. I too will only get paid for 10 weeks (not 12). But happy that we do have daycare lined up.
Next week I have a slew of doctors appointments. Hopefully I will get a 4D pic of the bump. I am ready for my maternity leave to begin.