This pregnancy has been fun. It is officially the only pregnancy during which I experienced any of the notorious (non food related) strange pregnancy symptoms. It actually seems that I didn’t dodge them the first two times at all, I was just bottling them all up to ransack my brain and body with baby #3.
I have all of the obvious complaints; I pee 200 times a day, almost all foods result in esophageal burns via heartburn, and those damn Olympics videos make me bawl. You know the ones I’m talking about, the ones the olympians make for their moms. I’m always pregnant during election/summer olympic years. Those commercials get me every time.
But worst of all, I have chronic nightmares. It’s basically like reverting back to being a five year old. They’re almost always about my poor husband, who takes it all in stride and let’s me yell at him for things that he didn’t do in real life when I wake up. I suppose it could be worse, I don’t have terrifying dreams about the health of the baby or labor (which I read is most common) so that’s a relief.
Apparently, it is extremely common for pregnant women to have vivid dreams and nightmares. Hormones and stress and all that science-y nonsense. It never bothered me before. And until pregnancy #3 actually occurred I might have considered myself something of an expert when it came to my own body and pregnancy. Now I can’t help but laugh for thinking such a thing… Know my own body?! The one that I have lived inside for 26 years?! What a joke. 😉
My doctor has chalked it up to… wait for it… my age. As if I wasn’t already terrified of the aging process, it’s been extra fun to witness it in such potent measure. Being pregnant between 19-22 is a breeze, people. Apparently 4 years is a long time in uterus years. eye roll. As a very young pregnant woman I used to almost scoff at the common pregnancy complaints that I heard. Karma has come for me my friends, by attacking my very favorite thing…my sleep.
It’s kind of starting to spill over into insomnia, and then being really tired or emotional during the day. I’m usually the type of girl who is quick to make a sassy remark or feisty comment…now I’m just quick to cry. I don’t know if that’s the pregnancy or the exhaustion, because I always cry when I’m overtired (pregnant or not.) Either way…I have nightmares and they’re making me weepy. haha.
Honestly, I stay up until 3 or 4 am each day waiting for my husband to get home from work. #nightshiftstruggle Sometimes, he brings me a McFlurry. 😉 At least this baby is letting me consume coffee now, so maybe it’s all fair? No, no I don’t think so. Sometimes I make one of my kids sleep with me. They don’t seem to mind. They also sleep later in the morning when they sleep in my bed…I don’t know why.
Ah well, such is life and we’re coming up on just about 100 days left! I should really probably start preparing sometime soon. 😉
