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I like rubbing my belly, the planning aspect and feeling the baby move.
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I hate being pregnant. The first time, I had plans of being this wonderful cool fashionable yoga doing pregnant woman who glowed. NOPE,
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I hate heartburn.
I hate not being able to breathe properly. I hate having a super sense of smell and realizing how much everything REEKS. I hate gaining weight, LOTS of it, and not just on my belly but on my butt, my thighs and my hips. I hate having a puffy face that breaks out frequently. I hate having every single piece of clothing fit tightly, poorly, uncomfortably. I hate getting painful bh contractions everytime Id like to get some form of exercise or have to puch myself psyically I hate being ravenously hungry 24/7 but having NOTHING that is appealing EVER except $3.75 hot chocolates from starbucks and $5 frozen hot chocolates from Second Cup. I hate the feeling that my pelvis is going to break in half. I hate sweating like a pig. I hate how crabby, b**chy, snappy, irratable and plain ol' miserable I am to everyone in sight. I hate jumbo sized breasts. I hate toes that look more like fat little sausages. I hate baby hiccups. All night. In my crotch. I hate feeling so exausted and unmotivated all of the time. The only thing that makes me do it again and again is the kicks and bumps I feel and holding onto the thought that soon Ill be cuddling a teeny soft newborn baby. |

Glowing round happy earth mother goddess I am not. Except maybe the round part









