Lately I’ve been so impatient it’s not even funny. I’ve been feeling a little bit stressed trying to finish up the baby nursery in time for my shower this weekend at my house, so I think the combination of trying to pack all the expenses of filling the nursery into such a short time span, plus working later at work in the past week and not getting to the gym has made me feel kind of…down. I read recently that sometimes women experience a bit of the “baby blues” in their third trimester of pregnancy. When I first read that I thought; “Huh, that’s weird – the baby isn’t even here yet, how is that the baby blues?” But I’m starting to understand the emotion…
I’d say a bulk of the stress inducing blues comes from the shower/nursery planning. It’s hard to get into nursery decorating early when it still feels like you have so much time. And then you decide to have the shower at your house and suddenly it’s a mad dash to get the room ready in time! I’ve got to give my husband some major props because he has been a task master machine when it comes to putting together the baby furniture, hanging pictures and new curtain rods, gardening – the list goes on and on! He’s been really great and I so appreciate all his help with relatively little complaining on his part! Well, I guess what he has recently complained about is me, more specifically – my moodiness! I totally understand and feel guilty, but look; you try directing someone hanging pictures in the very specific way that you want them with the limited patience that I have right now! It’s tough!
And then you add in the constant presence of my little stage five clinger – my dog, Indy – and you can imagine how at times he gets in mama’s way! As I’m moving about my house Indy is always right under my feet moving with me every step of the way. And it’s driving me CRAZY! You need to understand that this guy is my baby. He’s been my pride and joy for the last 2 ½ years, but lately, he’s just in the freagin’ way. I feel like I’m being mean to him by constantly telling him to get out of my way and then I feel guilty afterward and have to get down to his level and apologize to him and blame my moodiness on this little syndrome called “pregnancy”. I hope he understands!
This is so not me!
I’m seriously the most laid back person ever; I just go with the flow and don’t let things get to me. If I have no control over something then I don’t get my panties in a bunch about it, I just move on. This attitude has allowed me to be even keel for as long as I can remember. But these days, I feel like I’m a walking ball of frustration. My poor mom is often the person I call to complain about every little thing that is going wrong or not my way. I’m sure at some point she’s going to start screening her calls and not answer when she sees my name on the caller ID! Sorry mom!
The annoying part about all this moodiness is that I’m aware of it but I can’t help my reactions to some things! It’s not like off the chain or anything, but for someone who is so easy going like me, it’s definitely strange to feel a myriad of Debbie Downer emotions like stress, frustration, impatience, and gluttony all the time. I’m guessing this is in some way what it feels like to have the “baby blues” or just the blues in general. I really miss the old positive me. Hopefully this too will pass and when the baby comes I’ll get back to my normal self soon!
Baby bump watch continues – week 31!
Only 9 more weeks to go! I can’t believe we’re in single digit numbers now, how crazy? According to Babycenter.com, the baby is heading into a growth spurt now, measuring over 16 inches and weighing about 3.3 lbs – or the weight of about 4 navel oranges. She’s moving a lot now and it’s begun waking me up in the middle of the night! There have been a few nights where I’ll wake up because she’s going crazy in my belly, doing summersaults and kicking like Billy Blanks! The other night she was moving at machine gun speed doing who knows what at 4am, so I put Jeff’s hand on my belly even though he was dead asleep. After about 15 seconds, in a groggy voice in the dark I hear; “Whoa, that’s actually kinda freaky!” HA!
Did anyone else feel a rush of hormones in their third trimester that made them feel a little out of whack?