Here is what I have to say to that... YOU LIE!!! There are way too many people out there that claim that being pregnant was just the "best time of my life" and "I loved every minute of it!" Honestly? Let's look at this concept rationally...
First, I am currently pregnant with my third child. My husband and I are VERY excited and are anxious in meeting our newest love. But I already can't wait for the next 6 months to fly by. Now don't get me wrong, there are some aspects of being pregnant that I like. For example, feeling the baby move inside is a pretty cool feeling. And I'll give you that being able to eat everything in sight with little guilt goes a long way, but really besides that, you can't convince me that the pros outweigh the cons.
The prize at the end of the tunnel does really make the whole thing worth it, thus the reason I've decided to do this for the third time. But really, let's start...
1. Feeling nauseous sucks. This third time around, I actually felt like the room was spinning, like after a night of heavy drinking. But wait, there was NO party involved. That's super fun. I'm one of the lucky ones, I never actually vomited with any of my pregnancies. I feel awful for all those poor women that are sick for 12-14 weeks. Or even worse, the whole 9 months. I'd rather you just shot me.
2. Feeling fat and bloated is never fun. Even worse is that first few months that people can't decide if you're pregnant or just putting on a few pounds. Feeling self conscience at every turn about how I look is annoying. I feel like just walking around with a sign around my neck that says, "Yes, I'm pregnant. Stop starting at my pudge."
3. Random craving. Really... hot sauce. I want to drink it straight out of the bottle. This is not normal. I can't find food that is spicy enough. My husband almost had to call the fire department to hose off his face after trying one of my noodle soups. Never feeling satisfied is frustrating. I don't consider being frustrated about food part of the "best time of my life".
4. Exhaustion. I currently sleep 9 - 10 hours a night and have to fight myself to get out of bed in the morning. I want to take a nap about 15 minutes after I wake up and when I get home from work I have enough energy to sit on the couch and watch my kids play. Let the excitement begin.
5. Waking up at 3am and being awake for hours during the 3rd trimester. "This is your body preparing you to get up with the baby." Who makes up this stuff? I already know that sucks. Who doesn't? I want to sleep through the night while the baby ISN'T waking me up. I remember being pregnant with Katie, I would wake up at 3am and not be able to sleep again until 5am. Then the alarm would go off at 6am for work. So for people that claim they loved being pregnant every minute... are they forgetting about these 120 each day?
6. Random aches and pains. While pregnant with Gavin, I had this random numb feeling in one small spot just below my rib cage. Though it was numb, it actually hurt. It was more like pins and needles in one little spot. I could never make it go away.
7. When you go past your due date. I love the phone calls, "So, did you have that baby yet?" Yeah, just forget to tell you and decided to keep it all a secret. Really?? It wasn't annoying enough that Gavin decided that he didn't want to leave the womb for an extra 10 days, but the phone calls and emails reminding me that I was past my due date didn't made me want to go postal.
8. The delivery. They ONLY good part about this is the actually baby in your arms, after it's all over. I did not enjoy the labor pains, the needles, the doctors feeling me up every 10 minutes, the pushing, or only eating ice chips and chicken broth while the hubs enjoyed a nice club sandwich. Not cool.
These are just a few of the reasons why I can't be one of those people that claim, "Oh, I loved being pregnant." I just don't. And honestly, you didn't love all of it either... you know I have some very valid points here. You just don't want to admit it. But I am here to tell you, it doesn't make you a bad person to admit that you didn't love being pregnant. It's OK. You're not alone.
I will say, I will be parking in the "Expecting Mothers" spots at Babies R Us however. I'm going to milk that for all it's worth. I might not even go shopping. Just park in the spot and walk around the parking lot. Just because I can.
Friday, April 15, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
My Parking Peeve
One of the most annoying things in the world to me is parking in a parking lot. They are a breeding ground for idiots. Everyone seems to lose themselves in fighting for a spot or cutting each other off. I understand the need and want to park closer to the actual store, but I'll be the first one to park at a distance and walk just so I can get out of the car. With this said, I do love the stores that provide spaces for people with small children. Usually grocery stores have these particular parking spaces and I won't lie, they are God-sent. When lugging have 2 kids to go grocery shopping, it makes life a little easier to know that I can at least try to get in and out of the store as the least amount possible, all the while knowing that nothing else during the trip will be quick or easy.
With this said, what really chapped my ass was the lady at Whole Foods the other day. It took all of my being to not park my car to block her in and slap her. She drove a monster SUV and decided that it was best for her to park in a "Customers with Children" space. She exited her car with NO children. She was either illiterate or seriously only cared about herself (I'm leaning towards the latter). Not that I am a super skinny super model, but this woman could have used the extra walking time to help her start a healthier lifestyle. Now, as I watched her walking towards the store, I had a one year old whining in the back-seat and a three year old yelling about wanting to eat cookies. Seriously?? SO I pull down another aisle and think that I see and open space. Perfect, I think to myself, just to drive over and see that someone decided that their car was better than everyone else's and take up two spaces.
Then the other parking annoyance I tend to perseverate on is the "Expecting Mom" spaces at Babies R Us. These are designated parking spaces directing in front of the entrance at Babies R Us. Now, it's a nice gesture and all, but to be perfectly honest, unless you're 9 months pregnant, do you really need to park directly in front of the store? Can you honestly tell me that a first time mom only 2 or 3 months pregnant simply can't find the energy to walk from a normal parking space to the store?? What about the mom who has to figure out how to walk into the store with a toddler and an infant in a cumbersome car-seat? For starters, the toddler thinks that suddenly the open space of a parking lot is a calling to run directly into oncoming traffic. While no matter what type of car-seat you buy for the infant, they are obnoxiously heavy and always leave a bruise on the forearm. Are you seriously going to tell me that that poor mom doesn't deserve to park closer to the entrance??
Ok - that ends my parking rant.
xoxo - k.
With this said, what really chapped my ass was the lady at Whole Foods the other day. It took all of my being to not park my car to block her in and slap her. She drove a monster SUV and decided that it was best for her to park in a "Customers with Children" space. She exited her car with NO children. She was either illiterate or seriously only cared about herself (I'm leaning towards the latter). Not that I am a super skinny super model, but this woman could have used the extra walking time to help her start a healthier lifestyle. Now, as I watched her walking towards the store, I had a one year old whining in the back-seat and a three year old yelling about wanting to eat cookies. Seriously?? SO I pull down another aisle and think that I see and open space. Perfect, I think to myself, just to drive over and see that someone decided that their car was better than everyone else's and take up two spaces.
Then the other parking annoyance I tend to perseverate on is the "Expecting Mom" spaces at Babies R Us. These are designated parking spaces directing in front of the entrance at Babies R Us. Now, it's a nice gesture and all, but to be perfectly honest, unless you're 9 months pregnant, do you really need to park directly in front of the store? Can you honestly tell me that a first time mom only 2 or 3 months pregnant simply can't find the energy to walk from a normal parking space to the store?? What about the mom who has to figure out how to walk into the store with a toddler and an infant in a cumbersome car-seat? For starters, the toddler thinks that suddenly the open space of a parking lot is a calling to run directly into oncoming traffic. While no matter what type of car-seat you buy for the infant, they are obnoxiously heavy and always leave a bruise on the forearm. Are you seriously going to tell me that that poor mom doesn't deserve to park closer to the entrance??
Ok - that ends my parking rant.
xoxo - k.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Clubbin' It at Chuck E. Cheese
Decided that today was going to be a fun day with the kids. Chris went on an ice fishing trip with some friends so I thought, I'm going out with the munchkins. First we go to the library, then to lunch, round that out with a nice nap for all in the early afternoon. (Yes, I still love a good nap.) So, to spend the remainder of the day, I'm thinking, "Let's hang out with some friends." Perfect. Chuck E. Cheese is the suggested destination. I have never been to this pizza establishment with my children, but it must be harmless, right?
Riiiiight. Here are a few "things you should know" for those wanting to head out to Chuck E. Cheese with the family...
1: If you're looking for a nice quiet dinner... forget it. My head is still ringing from the noise level.
2: If you enjoy going to an establishment that throws birthday parties with lots of screaming kids, well then sign yourself up. I swear there were 4 parties going on at the same time. The staff was made to do some really pathetic dance moves and it was obvious they hated their jobs.
3: If you're looking to expose your children to their first "stand in line for hours waiting to get into a nightclub," you have found a gem. Luckily this did not happen to us when walking in, because I certainly would have marched right back to the car and informed Gavin that Chuck E. was caught in a mouse trap and couldn't play today. Seriously. There was a line that had formed and was at least 20 people deep.
4: Plan to lose your child at least once during your stay. I couldn't find Gavin when he crawled into the mouse house play-thing and another time when he decided to wander over to some game.
5: Go with friends. This makes the experience much more fun and there are more eyes to look for your lost child. (please refer back to #4).
I have to admit that both kids had fun playing games and both ate their dinner. Apparently, the crowd is not nearly as, let say lively, in the early afternoon. Will I attempt to go and visit again? Probably. I'm a glutton for punishment.
xoxo -k.
Riiiiight. Here are a few "things you should know" for those wanting to head out to Chuck E. Cheese with the family...
1: If you're looking for a nice quiet dinner... forget it. My head is still ringing from the noise level.
2: If you enjoy going to an establishment that throws birthday parties with lots of screaming kids, well then sign yourself up. I swear there were 4 parties going on at the same time. The staff was made to do some really pathetic dance moves and it was obvious they hated their jobs.
3: If you're looking to expose your children to their first "stand in line for hours waiting to get into a nightclub," you have found a gem. Luckily this did not happen to us when walking in, because I certainly would have marched right back to the car and informed Gavin that Chuck E. was caught in a mouse trap and couldn't play today. Seriously. There was a line that had formed and was at least 20 people deep.
4: Plan to lose your child at least once during your stay. I couldn't find Gavin when he crawled into the mouse house play-thing and another time when he decided to wander over to some game.
5: Go with friends. This makes the experience much more fun and there are more eyes to look for your lost child. (please refer back to #4).
I have to admit that both kids had fun playing games and both ate their dinner. Apparently, the crowd is not nearly as, let say lively, in the early afternoon. Will I attempt to go and visit again? Probably. I'm a glutton for punishment.
xoxo -k.
Trying out this blogging thing...
So, I have decided to try my hand at blogging. I have always wanted to keep my crazy life written down so that one day my children, if they so choose, can look back and think... "So THAT'S why mom is crazy." I tossed around the idea of writing in a journal, but who am I kidding? I can't dedicate myself to that kind of commitment. I'll lose it, Gavin will somehow get a hold of it and draw on every page, or better yet, I will totally forget where I put it - This is a common theme in my life. I am, however, in love with technology, so blogging seems fitting. Hopefully, you will get a chuckle every now and again and please feel free to comment on my craziness!
xoxo -k.
xoxo -k.
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