It's My Pity Party And I'll Cry If I Want To

Oh.  My.  God.  I realize that I had it ridiculously easy when I was pregnant with Conor.  The only symptoms I experienced were the inability to say no to a nap or a Chalupa.  Now I'm wondering how I'm going to possibly to survive the next 9 months.  I mean really, how do women do it?  All I want to do is curl up in a nauseous, migraine induced coma. 

And who's bright idea was it to take coffee away from pregnant women??  STUPID.  I've never craved a 6 pack of Mountain Dew as badly as I do right now.  I'm pretty sure if I could drown my sorrows in caffeine right now I would feel better.  Well maybe not the intense need to stick my head in a toilet but my forehead would probably stop throbbing.

And how about the moodiness?  Geez I feel bad for my mother having to deal with a teenage me, although at this point I'm putting that pierced, black haired, death cab for cutie lover to shame.  I was on a hormone high with my first pregnancy, I loved life.  People were concerned by my peppiness.  I was waiting tables and I STILL loved people. 

Now, other than work clothes, I don't think I've worn anything but pajama pants and fuzzy socks because my motto right now is "why bother?" 

And forget about sex!  I actually had a meltdown today while informing C that I HATED kisses and why did he keep kissing me?  Hadn't he ever HEARD of personal space?  I mean really, how's a girl suppose to breath if you're all up in my space trying to give me a good morning kiss.  Isn't one a day enough??  And how dare you tell me I look sexy, don't look at me.  Geez!!  The things I have to put up with!

Right?  I feel for him too.

I also need to know how pregnant monsters such as myself deal with toddlers without creating mini monsters.  Because if I was an impatient person before, I now don't even know the definition of that profane adjective anymore. 

I have to pull myself together.  I think the anxiety of waiting for that first appointment isn't helping.

Did I mention I'm trying to survive off one cup of coffee a day?  This is madness.  Sheer madness. 

If only I could eat obscene amounts of Milanos instead.  Maybe some ginger ale?  Oooh, now we're really living life on the edge.

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