moar babyrants...
So I have a least favorite question ever: How are you doing?
duh? I'm 9 months pregnant, and it's pretty obvious by looking at my ankles that I'm probably pretty miserable, this question does not need to be asked of me by every single person I talk to. Yes, I realize they want to know and are curious. Find a new question. Ask if something still feels painful, or if anything has changed maybe. Not 'How are you doing?'.
And for the love of all that's holy, do NOT follow it with 'Are you excited!?'.
NO. No I am not excited. I was excited 2 months ago. Now I am a beached whale of misery, stewing in a vat of seething hormones, coping with what feels like mild gall bladder attacks mixed with nasty cramps and nausea every 3-8 minutes. For realz, I is not excite.
In other news, the doctor put me on bed rest today. Which...okay, so I can't go to work anymore which is a little bit of a relief because I was starting to not be able to maintain the patience needed to work in tech support past lunch and was really running on fumes and also I did not want to go into labor at work, but. I have to now stay reclined or laying down. Until delivery. Uh yeah...about that? I'm out of books to read. And am starting to run out of internet tv. Note to self: make sure to get pregnant next time so that the end is a) not in the hottest part of the year and b) during normal tv season when there's shit to watch.
Any suggestions on how to not go insane out of boredom while trapped on a couch/in bed for the next...at least 24 hours if not two or three weeks?
duh? I'm 9 months pregnant, and it's pretty obvious by looking at my ankles that I'm probably pretty miserable, this question does not need to be asked of me by every single person I talk to. Yes, I realize they want to know and are curious. Find a new question. Ask if something still feels painful, or if anything has changed maybe. Not 'How are you doing?'.
And for the love of all that's holy, do NOT follow it with 'Are you excited!?'.
NO. No I am not excited. I was excited 2 months ago. Now I am a beached whale of misery, stewing in a vat of seething hormones, coping with what feels like mild gall bladder attacks mixed with nasty cramps and nausea every 3-8 minutes. For realz, I is not excite.
In other news, the doctor put me on bed rest today. Which...okay, so I can't go to work anymore which is a little bit of a relief because I was starting to not be able to maintain the patience needed to work in tech support past lunch and was really running on fumes and also I did not want to go into labor at work, but. I have to now stay reclined or laying down. Until delivery. Uh yeah...about that? I'm out of books to read. And am starting to run out of internet tv. Note to self: make sure to get pregnant next time so that the end is a) not in the hottest part of the year and b) during normal tv season when there's shit to watch.
Any suggestions on how to not go insane out of boredom while trapped on a couch/in bed for the next...at least 24 hours if not two or three weeks?