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Anyone who tells you that being pregnant is the most wonderful, joyous, rainbow out the rear shooting experience in your entire life is a lying liar who lies.
I'm nearly positive (Hopeful, at least.) that the end result is a good thing for the ladies who want the babies, and that there is probably a fairly large chance that having the kid come out and be in your arms and gurgling at you all drooly and cute and OMG what is that smell, oh how sweet, junior had his first poo, and all that results in some sort of brain chemical mind altering thing that makes mommies forget or gloss over all the horrors of pregnancy. New mommies might still remember, but they've got that glow of new baby going on, and later mommies seem to have spent so long considering the miracle of junior and what college she'll be getting a full ride at that the aches and pains and barfing of pregnancy aren't really that important anymore.
Well, that's all well and good for them, but I don't have what will probably be one of the cutest ugly babies in the planet drooling in my arms and a large amount of happy-no-pain drugs in my system and I am here to say that being pregnant sucks.
A lot.
Don't get me wrong, I chose to do this. Well, the actual being pregnant part was a bit of a surprise, but after that I totally chose to keep the little parasite (as Captain and I affectionately call the little one, but not in public because some people have NO sense of humor) knowing full well that doing so was going to play havoc with my health. I firmly mostly hopefully believe that the end result will be totally worth it for Captain and I, and there will be a small being that I can introduce to the worlds of Harry Potter and the Princess Bride and furry animals at the zoo and (someday far far down the road) zombie evacuation plans.
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Anyway, I just needed to vent and I know babies (and baby gestating) are not some people's thing so that's why I put a warning in my header. I'm really going to try to make an effort not to spend every single post for the next six or seven months talking about being sick or the baby because I am more than just a whiny incubator, but I'm also a pretty boring person so... yeah.
I'm nearly positive (Hopeful, at least.) that the end result is a good thing for the ladies who want the babies, and that there is probably a fairly large chance that having the kid come out and be in your arms and gurgling at you all drooly and cute and OMG what is that smell, oh how sweet, junior had his first poo, and all that results in some sort of brain chemical mind altering thing that makes mommies forget or gloss over all the horrors of pregnancy. New mommies might still remember, but they've got that glow of new baby going on, and later mommies seem to have spent so long considering the miracle of junior and what college she'll be getting a full ride at that the aches and pains and barfing of pregnancy aren't really that important anymore.
Well, that's all well and good for them, but I don't have what will probably be one of the cutest ugly babies in the planet drooling in my arms and a large amount of happy-no-pain drugs in my system and I am here to say that being pregnant sucks.
A lot.
Don't get me wrong, I chose to do this. Well, the actual being pregnant part was a bit of a surprise, but after that I totally chose to keep the little parasite (as Captain and I affectionately call the little one, but not in public because some people have NO sense of humor) knowing full well that doing so was going to play havoc with my health. I firmly mostly hopefully believe that the end result will be totally worth it for Captain and I, and there will be a small being that I can introduce to the worlds of Harry Potter and the Princess Bride and furry animals at the zoo and (someday far far down the road) zombie evacuation plans.
( Read more... )
Anyway, I just needed to vent and I know babies (and baby gestating) are not some people's thing so that's why I put a warning in my header. I'm really going to try to make an effort not to spend every single post for the next six or seven months talking about being sick or the baby because I am more than just a whiny incubator, but I'm also a pretty boring person so... yeah.