The crying game

So it's been a rough week. I ran up the stairs in my socks and bruised the crap out of my shins and knees. I was at my sister in law's birthday party until one in the morning and found myself on my feet for most of it,rendering me quite bitchy in the morning. But the thing that is annoying the hell out of me is my hormone induced weeping. I just cried at the end of "the newsroom" (okay, it was supposed to invoke a reaction). I cried listening to Phillies pitcher Cole Hamels talk about how much he loved the fans (after he signed a 144 million dollar contract). I cried after the injury too but that hurt like a mother f'er. (note to self, don't do that in front of baby A. She didn't really appreciate that) So, this emotional stuff will end when, like when new baby is a few months old? But for now, d-man gets to deal with me.

B session...

So, I have to admit, this is an annoying post.  I just want to complain, really, and not completely about my mother in law, either (although I am making the d-man give her a print-out of choking hazards for one-year-olds---story for another time).  I just don't FEEL good is all.  As a woman who is pregnant, I cannot complain, not at work, not to others for the most part because I need to be tough.  I think that's what those in my situation seem to think anyway.  I totally have to be fine at work, I mean, I do have a lot to do.

Now, I remember before I ever got pregnant the first time, a friend of mine was telling me how a friend of hers was complaining about being pregnant--like whatever was bothering her at the time.  My friend said that since HER friend had trouble getting pregnant that she had no excuse to complain and should be happy.  That friend had never and still has never been pregnant.  Now, this time was no trouble, obviously, although I wasn't prepared, but whatever that's horrible of her to say.  BUT, not relevant, just was thinking about it.

So, I mentioned that I feel huge, and that's true.  I just feel more huge than before.  I actually asked the doctor about it, knowing I was like 10-15 pounds bigger when I got pregnant this time.  Her response was that it isn't ever like the first time.  There is no more cute baby bump, that's it's just downhill from here.  Well, okay then.  I AM trying to get the gym as much as I can, meaning when I am not exhausted.  But here is the thing...I am sick again!  I had a cold/sinus infection for like 5 weeks, got better and now am coughing and congested again.  And it's NOT from baby A, I got this one on my own.  Plus...I have heartburn-bad.  Not a fan.  It's been between 90 and 100 degrees for the past week, leaving me almost passing out going up the stairs with baby A.  I haven't yet had to bring a pillow into bed with me, but that may change tonight.

I'm also crying at facebook commercials.

I think, though, I am jealous of my friends who are losing weight, and those who just feel good this summer.  I want it to be the end of October like now, even though we have a LOT to do yet.  Can't win.

Okay...gotta go get a tums.