girlfiend

I want to write a shmoopy post about my sweet little Fiendling turning four and how the book was right, practically overnight he went from total fucking maniac to reasonable, thoughtful child. But I’ve hit this stage in my pregnancy where everything sucks. Everything.

I don’t know if the Braxton Hicks contractions make me have to pee or if a full bladder makes me contract, but it’s a vicious cycle. I wake up several times a night, doubled over in pain. And even if I’ve had nothing to drink in hours I have to pee over and over again. Cleaning gives me contractions, cooking gives me contractions, lifting gives me contractions, walking up stairs gives me contractions. And the assholes who write all the pregnancy books and tell you BH contractions are painless were obviously never pregnant with a third child. I am miserable.

I’m even more exhausted than usual because of the uninterrupted sleep and the worst part is that I still wake up even if the kids (who almost never do on the same nights) sleep through. I’m not positive, but it feels like this baby is no longer breech. Instead, the baby is sideways. It is not comfortable to have 3-4 pounds of baby sideways in your abdomen. And the foot cramps, dear god, the foot cramps. I hate them in the morning, I hate them in the afternoon, I hate them in the evening, but most of all I hate them when they strike in the middle of the night. Then I have to get up to pee, only I can’t walk because on top of the painful contraction I’ve got a crippling foot cramp going on at the same time.

The beauty of this blog is that I can read back to see if everything sucked this much the first two times. I haven’t looked yet because I’m curious to see just how much I’ve blocked out. There is a hormone that makes you forget how painful labor is. Maybe it works for pregnancy too? I remember with F I was constantly getting punched in the cervix. And I know I had BH contractions with T, but I don’t remember them being so regular. And by regular I mean regular enough to make me miserable but not regular enough to mean I’m anywhere near labor. It is going to be a long couple of months.

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