*Please note: These are only for me. I am in no way blanketing all pregnant women with said 'signs' and weirdness. Clearly based off of my own perspective, off of my own crazy body, off of my own experiences. Also, I'm always grateful to be pregnant, no matter how much I talk about being sick. But for me, sickness is a legit part of pregnancy and it makes it very, very hard to 'enjoy' it especially the first few months. And I'm honest. So there.*
You know you're ME and pregnant when...
Pictures of food on my instagram feed, if they don't agree with me and are my food aversions at the time? Have totally sent me to the toilet gagging. And in moments of weakness, I've unfollowed users who post pictures of disgusting things. One time, someone posted a picture of a poop smeared onesie (not kidding, and? Sorry if it was you), and it was an instant unfollow act. Sorry, but I can hardly handle my own kids poop right now, let alone yours. And I shouldn't have to gag while scrolling through my feed. At least not now, I can't handle it.
Going along with that, I can hardly change diapers. My gosh, it kills me. I have the most intense sense of smell when pregnant and it literally makes me wanna die sometimes. I pray everyday that she'll wait to have a stinky diaper until Declan gets home from work. No lie.
Also? I literally cannot stand my kitchen. Going in there is like torture to me. All I smell is foods...random mixes of food all the time. No one else can really smell it but me. Going in the refrigerator is like torture and I literally cover and hold my nose every time. I also can't stand the smell of car exhaust-stuff, smelly candles, perfumes, and...well, dirty diapers.
For me? The heightened smell thing is NO JOKE. Blech.
I get mocked by my child when I throw up. I'm not proud of it, and also not proud of the few times I haven't been able to hide when I've gotten sick and she's had to see it, but honestly? The kid totally mocks me, fake gags and giggles when I vomit. Nice, huh?
I'm hungry all the time and also hate food
almost all the time. It is the worst oxymoron, ever. And cruel. So cruel. Hence why I've lost 6.5 pounds most likely. Oh yea, that and the fact that most things don't stay down. Whatever.
I can sleep basically the same hours as my small child. For real. Bedtime being at 8 or 8:30? Totally and completely fine by me and I'll sleep blissfully until 7:30/8am, too. Also, a few days a week I try to nap while she naps, too. That's a lot of sleep and I still feel tired all the time.
I carry around such a random hodge podge of food in my diaper bag that I'll tell you is probably for my toddler in times of emergencies, however? It's most likely there for me, too. I cannot tell you how many times I've been out and the instant urge that I'm so hungry hits, and hits hard. It's like a pit in your stomach. One that sadly, if you don't fill, at least a little, turns into horrible nausea (for me).
I think about random candies like Shockers by Sweet Tarts for an entire day, and then go to 39048239 stores trying to find them, have no luck, and end up with lots of sour replacement candy that does NOT do my craving justice.
I get "too tired" to carry my heavy purse around the mall and ask my husband to hold it. Hence why shopping with your toddler can be awesome, because it's an excuse to have a stroller, aka: a place to hang things on at all times. Just sayin'.
I know. I am weird. I wish I didn't get as sick, or have such extreme aversions and smells didn't bother me so much, or heck, that I don't feel like puking all the dang time...but that's just how pregnancy is for me it seems. And, now that I know that it produces such a cute, sweet, little baby (this next one has a lot to live up to, ha), then I'm okay with that and can totally rally. But it doesn't mean I won't talk about it in the meantime.
Emeline-6 Days Old. Sigh.
Anyone else relate to any of these crazy pregnancy things?