Sunday, January 10, 2010

Can't Hack This

Hopefully this is the last time I change my blog address. I discovered my site was hacked last week and thought I’d lost my posts. I managed to access them and decided to transfer back to Blogger. It was a problem I really didn’t need as I’m now in my third trimester and reliving the familiar discomforts. Sometimes I think to myself what was I actually thinking becoming pregnant with my third so soon after Sam. He will be under 18 months when the baby is born. That means three under the age of 4...aagh!

I’m now required to wear compression stocking for varicose veins – what great timing right in the middle of summer. Backache, insomnia, the list of woes goes on. In hindsight I would not have gotten pregnant so soon and wouldn't recommend this age gap to anyone unless you have a nanny, cleaner and cook, and highly independent children. Personally another six months age difference would have made a world of difference, to me anyway.

Probably one of the most difficult things to deal with during pregnancy I’ve found is the hormones. Really small things can make me blow up in anger but I can also feel hurt and offended very easily. The tears can flow quite readily and now I’m flipping out about labour all over again.

But here I am about to give birth in two months and the thought of having three scares the life out of me. Someone told me this is the hardest it is ever going to get as my children are young and so I anticipate a long and difficult year ahead.

Getting out of the front door is a chore and I’ve had to say no many times to many people purely because of the energy it saps right out of me. So for now I’m just going to rest, forget about what people think and concentrate on this little one who I will meet very soon. I know it will be hard going for a while. I’ll try to forget myself and see the absolute blessings these three little ones will be to us in the coming years. Hopefully I’ll be more social in 2011.

3 comments:

  1. Sorry I don't have any words to give you hope that it won't be hard, this is the hardest thing I have ever done. Every day I count down the minutes to nap time and bed time and get annoyed at myself for doing it. This stage won't last forever though,until then our conversations will be in a fog of exhaustion and we will most likely cry together over nothing at all except that we can't help crying.

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  2. I suppose it is the great thing about this time is that it does go. And hopefully, like most things about parenting, you end up remembering the good stuff. Hang tight, Belinda! You are not alone!
    Erika

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  3. Thanks for the encouragement - I'm glad to have you both to share this journey with.

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