I had been warned. Why I didn’t take heed I don’t know. Apart from the morning sickness and small afflictions associated with pregnancy, I guess I feel I’ve had it good. All that crazy hormonal female talk seemed to relate to someone else. I think I’ve had one of those breakdowns a max of 3/4 times.
My big sister tried to warn me to expect it in the last couple of weeks. The book warned me. The weekly update email warned me. Why didn’t I pay attention??
And now here I am. In that stage of transition, where my body is being pumped with however much more hormones to prepare for labour and birth. And I feel like shit. I’m emotional and tearful and tired and down. Nothing is good. Everything is an effort. Being awake is an effort. It sucks.
I’ve been told it can last for hours, days or weeks. Constant or on and off.
Kill me now I fully understand the science part. Does it need to feel so fucking bad?
37 weeks + 3 days. My Monday blues.
Fuck the world. Thank you for stopping by