Well today I officially enter the third and final trimester!! And I'm suddenly feeling the symptoms to prove it...
We're 28 weeks along today which is CRAZY! It seems like just last week I was laying on the couch dying from the smell of everything. I think I've said this before but man I REALLY don't miss those days. Weeks 6 - 12...horrible. The funny thing is though I remember them being horrible but I don't really remember what it was like to literally feel sick constantly. I remember that I was, but I don't remember what it felt like. I remember even water somehow had a smell and even it was a fight to get down, but somehow I've completely forgotten that feeling over the last 14 weeks.
Actually, it seems to me that there's a whole lot of memory loss going on during pregnancy. Normal day to day things are a challenge anyway while you're trying to maneuver around an ever-expanding belly but if you can't even remember what the heck you're doing at any given moment, it makes things even more difficult. I can't tell you how many times I've started a load of laundry and completely forgotten about it, only to find it a day later, still inside the washing machine and smelling like a wet dog. I found a bag of flour in the fridge last week. I can't even remember what I used the flour for! Since when do I even buy flour?? I thought about keeping track of how many times a day I walk into a room, or walk somewhere in the village, only to get there and ask myself "what did I need to do here?" I know that happens to non-pregnant people too, but I do this at least 5 times a day! And walking is not the easiest thing to do when you've gained 25lbs! I'm not actually going to keep track of this, it would just be to depressing. Actually it wouldn't even be accurate, I'd forget why the hell I was carrying around a little piece of paper with check marks on it!
Finally, most mom's I talk to say that yes, labour and delivery was painful but as soon as it's over they completely forget what it was like. Well I certainly hope that's true! Yeah, it's annoying to open the fridge and have to wonder if you ran out in the middle of the night, broke into your neighbour's house and stole their flour, or if you just made pancakes (forgotten pancakes, how sad...), but I absolutely welcome labour pain memory loss. Although I have to admit, I'm doubtful. Part of me believes that after I deliver the baby some woman is going to sneak into my hospital room at night and threaten me to never tell a soul about child birth. Like being a mom is some kind of secret society, and once I have the baby another mom will be sent to me to tell me the rules of the society and what will happen if I break them. "The first rule about Mom Club, you do not talk about Mom Club. The second rule about Mom Club, YOU DO NOT TALK ABOUT MOM CLUB!" The third rule is that you will forever tell non-moms that you can't remember what child birth was like because if you don't, no one will ever want to have children because they'll be too freaked out by the whole process and then the human race will die out and it'll be all my fault because I broke Mom Club Code. Then, just before she jumps out the 4th floor window and lands perfectly unharmed on the ground, she'll hand me a coupon for 30% off of Pampers...because she is a mom after all. Or maybe Will Smith stops by periodically with the memory eraser gun he uses in Men in Black? Ahhhh that's a crappy thought. I made pancakes, ate them AND met Will Smith in my kitchen but I have absolutely no memory of any of this? No I just can't accept that.
Anyway, I might be getting a bit carried away with all this. In all honesty I'm very glad I can't remember the first trimester morning sickness, I'm finding the whole baby brain phenomenon kind of hilarious, and I don't really believe that there's a secret mom society that will swear me to secrecy about child birth. I really do believe I won't remember it after. Although I do hope there's a secret handshake or at least something like that!
So, as I mentioned I'm starting trimester three today!! WHOO HOOO, ALMOST THERE!! But I also mentioned I'm feeling the symptoms to prove it...yeah I'm not feeling great today. But it might just be a bug or something. I woke up at 7am this morning with a splitting headache, lots of back pain and I feel like my whole body is retaining water like a giant water balloon. I also have a bit of a sore throat and I feel like I haven't slept at all even though I went to bed at about 11pm last night and fell asleep instantly. And I don't remember waking up even to pee in the middle of the night which can't be true. Damnit, I probably met Will Smith again and I didn't even know it! Ugh!
Well anyway, it's about 10:30am but instead of starting my day I'm going to get back into bed and stay there until I feel better. I hope that means I'll be up later today and not in 12 weeks....
Here's a few quick photos from my day yesterday...
This was a really weird green butterfly that looked exactly like a leaf. Darwin would have had a done a back flip over this guy.. Only problem was it was too high up so I couldn't get a good angle of it without the sun washing out it's colour but for some reason I thought it was cool enough to add this anyway...
The beach. My usual spot. Actually Antonis and I usually go to the nude beach....FYI we do NOT get nude and there's not that many naked people over there, but it's the nearest sandy beach which is much nicer than this rocky one...as long as you don't have a problem with a few naked Dutch women over the age of 60. Anyhoo, that beach is a little bit too far for me to walk to these days, and I can't ride the motorbike anymore so walking is my only option, so we come here for now because it's closer to home.
And there's a nice salt water pool here too which I've never swam in until this year. In fact I didn't even know it was salt water until this year. But it's only just June so the sea's still pretty cold, and although that never even phased me in past years for some reason pregnancy has made me a wuss and I can't get in past my knees. So I swim in the pool instead and I'll probably stay here until the sea feels like soup.
At the other end of the beach there's a little beach bar. The bar itself is shaped like a boat with a roof over it and beside that is a little area of tables and chairs. I usually study my Greek over there so I can get people to help me with it so one of these days I'll take pics from that end...I've been too shy to do it so far because I feel like a tourist every time I whip out my camera. Not that there's anything wrong with being a tourist, tourists pay our bills, but for some reason I feel weird about it.
When I'm not studying my Greek over there, I try to do it from my sun bed...and when it's windy my big belly is the perfect tool for keeping the pages from blowing around. The only problem is I only get to read about half a page and I won't know for months if I'm getting ink under my belly...
We're 28 weeks along today which is CRAZY! It seems like just last week I was laying on the couch dying from the smell of everything. I think I've said this before but man I REALLY don't miss those days. Weeks 6 - 12...horrible. The funny thing is though I remember them being horrible but I don't really remember what it was like to literally feel sick constantly. I remember that I was, but I don't remember what it felt like. I remember even water somehow had a smell and even it was a fight to get down, but somehow I've completely forgotten that feeling over the last 14 weeks.
Actually, it seems to me that there's a whole lot of memory loss going on during pregnancy. Normal day to day things are a challenge anyway while you're trying to maneuver around an ever-expanding belly but if you can't even remember what the heck you're doing at any given moment, it makes things even more difficult. I can't tell you how many times I've started a load of laundry and completely forgotten about it, only to find it a day later, still inside the washing machine and smelling like a wet dog. I found a bag of flour in the fridge last week. I can't even remember what I used the flour for! Since when do I even buy flour?? I thought about keeping track of how many times a day I walk into a room, or walk somewhere in the village, only to get there and ask myself "what did I need to do here?" I know that happens to non-pregnant people too, but I do this at least 5 times a day! And walking is not the easiest thing to do when you've gained 25lbs! I'm not actually going to keep track of this, it would just be to depressing. Actually it wouldn't even be accurate, I'd forget why the hell I was carrying around a little piece of paper with check marks on it!
Finally, most mom's I talk to say that yes, labour and delivery was painful but as soon as it's over they completely forget what it was like. Well I certainly hope that's true! Yeah, it's annoying to open the fridge and have to wonder if you ran out in the middle of the night, broke into your neighbour's house and stole their flour, or if you just made pancakes (forgotten pancakes, how sad...), but I absolutely welcome labour pain memory loss. Although I have to admit, I'm doubtful. Part of me believes that after I deliver the baby some woman is going to sneak into my hospital room at night and threaten me to never tell a soul about child birth. Like being a mom is some kind of secret society, and once I have the baby another mom will be sent to me to tell me the rules of the society and what will happen if I break them. "The first rule about Mom Club, you do not talk about Mom Club. The second rule about Mom Club, YOU DO NOT TALK ABOUT MOM CLUB!" The third rule is that you will forever tell non-moms that you can't remember what child birth was like because if you don't, no one will ever want to have children because they'll be too freaked out by the whole process and then the human race will die out and it'll be all my fault because I broke Mom Club Code. Then, just before she jumps out the 4th floor window and lands perfectly unharmed on the ground, she'll hand me a coupon for 30% off of Pampers...because she is a mom after all. Or maybe Will Smith stops by periodically with the memory eraser gun he uses in Men in Black? Ahhhh that's a crappy thought. I made pancakes, ate them AND met Will Smith in my kitchen but I have absolutely no memory of any of this? No I just can't accept that.
Anyway, I might be getting a bit carried away with all this. In all honesty I'm very glad I can't remember the first trimester morning sickness, I'm finding the whole baby brain phenomenon kind of hilarious, and I don't really believe that there's a secret mom society that will swear me to secrecy about child birth. I really do believe I won't remember it after. Although I do hope there's a secret handshake or at least something like that!
So, as I mentioned I'm starting trimester three today!! WHOO HOOO, ALMOST THERE!! But I also mentioned I'm feeling the symptoms to prove it...yeah I'm not feeling great today. But it might just be a bug or something. I woke up at 7am this morning with a splitting headache, lots of back pain and I feel like my whole body is retaining water like a giant water balloon. I also have a bit of a sore throat and I feel like I haven't slept at all even though I went to bed at about 11pm last night and fell asleep instantly. And I don't remember waking up even to pee in the middle of the night which can't be true. Damnit, I probably met Will Smith again and I didn't even know it! Ugh!
Well anyway, it's about 10:30am but instead of starting my day I'm going to get back into bed and stay there until I feel better. I hope that means I'll be up later today and not in 12 weeks....
Here's a few quick photos from my day yesterday...
This was a really weird green butterfly that looked exactly like a leaf. Darwin would have had a done a back flip over this guy.. Only problem was it was too high up so I couldn't get a good angle of it without the sun washing out it's colour but for some reason I thought it was cool enough to add this anyway...
The beach. My usual spot. Actually Antonis and I usually go to the nude beach....FYI we do NOT get nude and there's not that many naked people over there, but it's the nearest sandy beach which is much nicer than this rocky one...as long as you don't have a problem with a few naked Dutch women over the age of 60. Anyhoo, that beach is a little bit too far for me to walk to these days, and I can't ride the motorbike anymore so walking is my only option, so we come here for now because it's closer to home.
And there's a nice salt water pool here too which I've never swam in until this year. In fact I didn't even know it was salt water until this year. But it's only just June so the sea's still pretty cold, and although that never even phased me in past years for some reason pregnancy has made me a wuss and I can't get in past my knees. So I swim in the pool instead and I'll probably stay here until the sea feels like soup.
At the other end of the beach there's a little beach bar. The bar itself is shaped like a boat with a roof over it and beside that is a little area of tables and chairs. I usually study my Greek over there so I can get people to help me with it so one of these days I'll take pics from that end...I've been too shy to do it so far because I feel like a tourist every time I whip out my camera. Not that there's anything wrong with being a tourist, tourists pay our bills, but for some reason I feel weird about it.
When I'm not studying my Greek over there, I try to do it from my sun bed...and when it's windy my big belly is the perfect tool for keeping the pages from blowing around. The only problem is I only get to read about half a page and I won't know for months if I'm getting ink under my belly...
Love this post, you are hilarious!
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