It seems that this being my third pregnancyI should be able to sort of be used to this by now. It really caught me off guard when I was pg with willem, made me feel like a bad mom to him when i got pg with gabriel and now...
I still don't feel present. I think it's a bunch of things, hormones being the chief culprit, that make pregnancy seem so unreal to me. Not in the way that I feel I'm not pregnant but in the airy, spacey, lost-in-the-twilight zone feeling I have. It must really be true that you lose brain cells when you are pregnant because I'm doing the stupidest things and pissing myself off. It's almost as if I have no logical reasoning left and everything is sort of decided spur of the moment and randomly.
Please someone, validate me and tell me that all pregnant women feel this way to one extent or another and that maybe I feel like such a weirdo because maybe most women don't talk about it
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I still don't feel present. I think it's a bunch of things, hormones being the chief culprit, that make pregnancy seem so unreal to me. Not in the way that I feel I'm not pregnant but in the airy, spacey, lost-in-the-twilight zone feeling I have. It must really be true that you lose brain cells when you are pregnant because I'm doing the stupidest things and pissing myself off. It's almost as if I have no logical reasoning left and everything is sort of decided spur of the moment and randomly.
Please someone, validate me and tell me that all pregnant women feel this way to one extent or another and that maybe I feel like such a weirdo because maybe most women don't talk about it
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I'm right there with you in the preggo twilight zone. I was even asking DH last night if I was like this with ds because I can't remember. I have been feeling like the last week has been very surreal. I think part of it for me is that I've seen my mom a few times and not told her anything. Maybe it will feel more real to me after I've told her. I just feel like I'm in this strange daze and can't snap out of it 
: I didn't even notice what I was doing with the dishes until I started to get pissed off that they weren't fitting in the fridge. Then it dawned on me!
DH noticed my shoes in the trash a few minutes later when he went to put the junk mail in the can. He laughed and laughed. I repeatedly had issues with putting the wrong things in the wrong places completely by accident. Normally I'm not such a space case and this got really, really bad!


: She'd put glasses up with the tickets, (meaning that the order was complete) but there'd be nothing but ice in the glass!

