So, here’s something that really sucks about not having lots of pregnant friends (I am one of the first of my (thirty-something-aged) friends to get pregnant.) I have no one to complain to. I tried talking to my sister. I told her that I was nauseous, headachey, fat, and exhausted. And she said, “well. You’re the one who wanted to get pregnant.” I gave her a withering glare, and since she has to love me anyhow, I snapped back, “yeah? Well I didn’t want to feel like I have the flu for two months!” In case of other such outburts, I have decided to try not to complain. I’m not doing very well so far.
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i know the feeling. i used to be quite the party girl… all fun, until you get pregnant and then everything that has to do with babies isn’t very interesting for the friends that are still out all weekend at clubs. i just complain to my family now… i drive them crazy with complaints about being tired all the time, even though i’m 19 weeks and should be beyond most of that. says who?? 🙂