Sorry if this is TMI, but this is a serious problem. I'm sure all those flat chics out there get psyched when they can move up and out of an A cup, but I was happy with what I had goin' on up top.
My boobs have swollen! My bras don't fit anymore. Some of my dresses don't fit up top either! (And I was planning on wearing those dresses for awhile; they are perfect pregnancy outfits.) I broke down and bought 2 new bras. That was a nightmare. When you're searching D's and above, the stores don't carry pretty, lacy things for you. Heck no. I guess I need a strong, supportive bra that looks like it was constructed in pre-WWII Germany! And they're only going to get bigger, right?
So here's what I've got- huge, jiggly, white boobs with blue veins. I've got Mom boobs! Plus 2 sturdy, plain bras that could double as a canopy if it starts raining during a picnic- Mom bras!
Sigh. Mom boobs and Mom bras..... and I'm not even really a mom yet!
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Sleeping through the night
My very favorite thing to do- is sleep. I realize that this is going to be a problem, because after baby comes I'm going to have to wake up every few hours to nurse. So for now, I should savor these 9 months, because they are going to be my last chance to sleep through the night- right?
WRONG!
I am waking up every night (sometimes TWICE a night) to pee! UGH! I'm barely pregnant- there is NO WAY the little blueberry inside of me is pushing on my bladder yet. I'm soooooo pissed. I've talk to all of my post-natal friends, and they assure me this is normal. I've googled it and yup, because of increased hormone levels and blood volume or something, I may feel the need to use the bathroom more than I did in the past.
Again, I am soooooo pissed! Here is how it works. I wake up and think Crap. Maybe it's almost time for the alarm anyway. I could hold it for 20 minutes or something. So I check out the clock. 1:30. Damn! I get up and go. Then I snuggle back down. I don't even realize I've gone back to sleep, when I wake up again. What? Didn't I just do this? Check the clock. 4:15. @*#!#@^!!!!!!!
Sometimes I even DREAM about going to the bathroom, then I wake up confused that I have to go again.
Now body, you MAY think you are preparing me for baby and those nightly feeding I mentioned, but let me assure you that you are not. It takes maybe 2 minutes to use the bathroom at night. I barely have to wake up. It requires very little effort on my part, and then I'm back to dreamland. But when March rolls around, I'll actually have to WAKE UP, put my glasses on, walk across the house, and DO stuff- for a long time. I'll have to nurse (which I've been told takes FOREVER at the beginning) and most likely change a diaper. This is nothing like what I'm experiencing now. So, let's stop these midnight bathroom runs, OK? They aren't helping me, they aren't helping you. All they're doing is robbing me of what I love the most, and leaving me very, very grumpy every day.
WRONG!
I am waking up every night (sometimes TWICE a night) to pee! UGH! I'm barely pregnant- there is NO WAY the little blueberry inside of me is pushing on my bladder yet. I'm soooooo pissed. I've talk to all of my post-natal friends, and they assure me this is normal. I've googled it and yup, because of increased hormone levels and blood volume or something, I may feel the need to use the bathroom more than I did in the past.
Again, I am soooooo pissed! Here is how it works. I wake up and think Crap. Maybe it's almost time for the alarm anyway. I could hold it for 20 minutes or something. So I check out the clock. 1:30. Damn! I get up and go. Then I snuggle back down. I don't even realize I've gone back to sleep, when I wake up again. What? Didn't I just do this? Check the clock. 4:15. @*#!#@^!!!!!!!
Sometimes I even DREAM about going to the bathroom, then I wake up confused that I have to go again.
Now body, you MAY think you are preparing me for baby and those nightly feeding I mentioned, but let me assure you that you are not. It takes maybe 2 minutes to use the bathroom at night. I barely have to wake up. It requires very little effort on my part, and then I'm back to dreamland. But when March rolls around, I'll actually have to WAKE UP, put my glasses on, walk across the house, and DO stuff- for a long time. I'll have to nurse (which I've been told takes FOREVER at the beginning) and most likely change a diaper. This is nothing like what I'm experiencing now. So, let's stop these midnight bathroom runs, OK? They aren't helping me, they aren't helping you. All they're doing is robbing me of what I love the most, and leaving me very, very grumpy every day.
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