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My mom was also one of those women who loved being pregnant. She had six kids, and just the other day, my parents were saying that they wished they would have had a few more kids. Um, whatever, crazy people. But, seriously, my mom and my sister both tout the joys of how wonderful they felt during pregnancy.

I HATE BEING PREGNANT!! I had morning sickness through the whole pregnancy with my oldest, and my next until five months along. Everything smelled awful to me. I could smell people's deodorant, and there was a particular one that made me sick. That ridiculous sense of smell really got to me. And the way food felt in my mouth was weird too. For months with my oldest I couldn't eat noodles or pasta or anything creamy. I was very gassy too.

I totally didn't feel right. I hate not having control of my facilities, and it was like my body was this runaway train. The hormones, the gift of hemmoroids, the constipation, the fatigue, the voracious hunger, and then the gratuitous nausea. Ugh...

For me there was about ten weeks when I felt good. I had energy and I felt like it wasn't so bad. And then, the last two months, back to the achiness, impatience, hard to get comfortable, can't sleep but sooooo tired, have trouble moving around, constant pressure, always having to pee feelings. Of course, I will do it all over again.

I loved feeling the baby move inside me. That is a wonderful feeling, but other than that, I think my mother is crazy.

I just remembered, I had the memory loss too. I was just really slow on the uptake. That lasted about two months after the babies were born. They suck out all your brain power and leave you staring blankly at people. I was really good for forgetting what I forgot. As in, I know I forgot something, but I can't remember. Like, I'd lose my keys, and go back to get them and then forget that. Or being in the middle of a phone conversation, and not remember who I'm talking to.

This is making me laugh. Since I'm using my own name here, you can PM me for the gory details. I will say, though, that I dropped an awful lot of stuff. Your joints loosen up, so I was an absolute butterfingers during pregnancy.

Holding that little baby in your arms, though, makes it all worth it. Promise!

I think it's important to hear this stuff so you don't feel like you're alone and crazy while you're pregnant.

I'm scared sh*tl*ss to have a baby, honestly.  I've heard a lot of horror stories from my friends - but they do all end with "it is worth it when you hold the baby in your arms."

However, my 1 friend posted on FB last night (she got admitted into the hosptial to have her baby) "They had to insert a balloon into my cervix to dialate me to begin contractions."  I was like WHAT?  TMI!!  Especially for FB, that is crap you should share with your girlfriend over wine a few months later, not on flippin FB! 

Oh yes! I forgot about that! I had a momentary desire to taste rust, it only lasted a couple days and I couldn't explain it, but I felt like I really needed to taste rust, Crazy.

I look back and I'm amazed at the things that made me cry. I was not calm and serene like it always seemed my mom and aunts were. I'm a really healthy eater, so when I felt like I needed french fries and a milkshake, there was no stopping me. So, one day after work, I made my ex take me through McD's bc I reeeeaaaally wanted frenc fries and a milkshake after a really bad day at work. Well, the way the girl packed the bag, the fries flew out all over the floor of the car, and I lost my mind. I screamed at him to turn the car around, and I bawled for like half an hour. I was out for blood. I was a horrible person.

With my older daughter, I literally sat on the floor in WalMart and cried because they didn't have the right color cribsheets I wanted for her nursery. I was hysterical. With my younger daughter, I had a work function that I had to attend and I needed to buy a new outfit, and I went to the department store and couldn't find anything that fit me, so again, I sat on the floor and cried. . My ex laughed at me, so I cried some more. I was a crazy person, but I can laugh at myself now. It's absolutely nuts.

1. The discharge. I think I must have hauled arse to the bathroom seven times a day, sure something was wrong..nope. It's supposed to be like that.

2. Cramps - HELLO. Don't be scared. As long as you arent gushing blood, you're ok. Your uterus stretches, it hurts..its ok.

3. Nausea from super nose..My sense of smell so was acute I was in constant agony.

4. Forgetfulness  - My sweetie had to follow me when I came in the door so I didnt lose my keys, purse, head..and then call him freaking out the next morning.

5. Exhaustion..dear lord can I sleep more please?

6. Emotions - I cried when I was happy, sad, nervous, tired, hungry, full..I was mental.

And finally..the internal sonogram for the Nuchal Translucency..OH DEAR GOD..the tilted back "launch" chair, the..the..wand, the wiggling to try and wake baby up?? I think I was in a daze for hours after that...lol

One hilarious thing? The complete lack of modesty you have by the time you're actually giving birth..you feel like everyone has look up your skirt, but you dont care..lol

And one amazing thing that makes it all worth while? That moment when  you unconciously lay your hand on your swelling abdomen, and your child moves for you.   This little person knows you. Your smell, your touch, your voice is their whole world. It's simply breathtaking in it's perfection.