Thursday, May 13, 2010

Oh Baby!

I'm now firmly in the third trimester, and I am, quite frankly, miserable. I never like the third trimester. I tend to be quite a whiner about it, but this time the misery has hit earlier than usual.

I'm sore and achy. I have zero energy. My muscles feel like they have been exercised to the point of exhaustion when I wake up in the morning, so picking up my two year old is a struggle (and she really likes to be held). I sleep decently only a few nights per week (and decently means I am able to go back to sleep after getting up to use the bathroom four or five times). I'm hormonal and weepy, and I can't seem to concentrate on anything.

There are a few bright spots. We've finished the necessary days for our school year (and the necessary books are finished), so even though I wanted to get further along in some books, that's all gravy. I just need to enter grades in for the kidlets. Also, I had my gestational diabetes testing this week and came back fine. I am certainly glad, although part of me hoped that that or something else would turn up to explain why I feel so awful. Another bright spot -- I have some very helpful kids. Even though my sluggishness has definitely increased the mess and fighting around here, they have also pitched in and helped. One can cook a few things. The seven year old can make me a cappuccino and if we ever get enough water in this city again, the oldest two can also do laundry. I am very grateful to my husband for teaching them these practical skills.

I just can't wait until water returns to normal around here, because my main coping mechanism was taking long baths and right now even a quick shower is something of a rarity. And yes, I know I'm whinging and that had I lost my house in the flood I'd be in a far worse place right now, but that doesn't make me feel less whiney.


Betty Beguiles said...

Oh, sweetie, That all sounds so tough. I'm sorry. :( I'll be praying for you!

melissa said...

I keep wondering what the new little child will look like in your header. ;)

I feel for you, sweet thing. Being pregnant when it's hot is a pain. And, yes, it IS time to turn on the AC.

Kathleen@so much to say, so little time said...

My third third trimester was awful. All the nausea that I *didn't* have in the first hit me round the clock, day after day, in the third. Hips hurt so bad I almost couldn't walk, and living on three levels with a developmentally delayed child, I was carrying my daughter up and down a lot. All this to say, I sympathize. And empathize. I had to keep telling myself, "Eyes on the future. When this kid is grown up, you'll be glad you went through it..."

mrsdarwin said...

Agh, third trimester... I feel inclined to take mid-morning naps now, which is kind of throwing off my quasi-schedule. Like right now, I'm in front of the computer instead of reading out loud to the kids, because it takes less mental energy. Maybe it would be different if I didn't FEEL so fat...

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