Another Preggo Rant

As I stated, yesterday was a hard day.  Actually, the last couple days have been hard days.  If I had done this update yesterday, I would have come across as the super bitter and annoyed pregnant lady.  I waited 24 hours so I could come across as the mildly frustrated and slightly annoyed pregnant lady.

As a personal trainer, it never fails that eventually I'll have the conversation with my client she's frustrated at the lack of results.  The number isn't changing on the scale.  She  just can't get pass this certain number...etc, etc etc.  It's the growing pains of breaking old habits, and giving time for the body to respond to the new ones being formed.  BUT, in each case I empathize and sympathize with the client.  I tell them I know it's hard, frustrating and you want to just give up.  It really can get discouraging.  I talk to them about THEIR struggle.  Validate their frustrations and, at times, tears and sadness.  It's hard!  

What I have found more annoying and baffling is the abundance of moms out there that give the ol eye roll/condescending smile to the frustrations, aches, and pains of these last days of pregnancy.  Carrying a child is A LOT on a woman's body, period!  And for some, it's way harder than others.  And I LOVE that I have mom friends out there that have had 2, 3, 4 babies.  Going to learn a ton from each of you.  BUT, what I need right now is not to get the ol "put your big girl panties on and deal with it" look/speech, or the smile that makes me feel like a child that says "yeah, yeah, it's just the way it is," OR the "but let me tell you how much worst I had it" speech.  

Good gracious, just try to remember what that first one was like.  The one before number 2, 3, or 4.  Remember the excitement, fear, anticipation, hope, and cluelessness you felt.  I'm sorry, but I am not looking for you to tell me the most horrific baby story ever about how you almost died, or the baby almost died, or just the most traumatic thing ever happened.  Why in the world do some women feel the need to go there?  I'm standing there after the story thinking to myself, "What in the world do I say right now, and what in the world is my face saying right now!?!?"  

AFTER sweet Annabelle is here, feel free to tell me all the super scary stories you like about giving birth.  But for now, just be a friend who remembers what it was to be scared that first time.  And if you were one of the lucky few that just had easy, breezy pregnancies and births, then just try to sympathize as much as possible.  I'm just asking for you NOT to tell me how awesome you were because  you had it so much worst than me.  I'm not asking you for a badge of honor right now for all the crap I'm going through, and I'm not going to give you a badge for what you went through.  I just want a little, "I know it's hard" maybe followed by a "You can do it!"

Thanks for sitting through some rantings of a 10 month pregnant lady that is super emotional right now.  I'm hoping to come back down to reality soon, so we'll see how that works out for me!