Have I been hit on the head with a hammer?
I know you ar supposed to be tired when you are pregnant but I didn't imagine it would quite be like this. I am totally useless at the moment, there is no denying it and Warren has to put up with me not being able to do anything, including using my brain in work - very frustrating! Honestly I know it must sound like an excuse and yes, I suppose this is a big moan but if I could just have some energy I would be a very happy bunny. The problem is I am ok if I sit on my bum all day and night, but if I decide to venture out for a little walk or something I might as well forget getting out of bed the next day. Its completley mad, I really do think someone keeps hitting me on the head with a hammer when I am not looking...it really is the only explanation.
So I eventually got an appointment with my GP, which is not as easy as you would think, is a nightmare trying to get an appointment. Anyway I got there and she gave me a supply of iron tablets, which everyone kept telling me to get - so hopefully things will start to pick up. It was the first time I had actually heard the baby's heartbeat, as she checked me with a microphone thingy, it was really loud and amazing! You know, even when I am feeling totally rubbish, hearing something like that takes all the grumpiness away and makes it all worth it, after all I am not gonna be like this forever ( i hope!). She also instructed me to take 2 weeks off work and sit with a my feet up, with a book and a cup of tea and to forget about doing anything. Anyone else would jump for joy but as I work for Warren it makes it a lot more difficult and its hard not to feel guilty when he needs all the help he can get at work...suppose some things are more important...To top off my visit to the doctors, the surgery is in the middle of being renovated...while waiting to see the nurse there was drilling going on all around me and the last straw was when the ceiling caved in!!!!!! Was I glad to get out of there...
Max, you are growing another human being - of course you are feeling tired!
For the first four months I literally fell asleep in my dinner every evening at 6:30pm! It does get better, honestly (in fact, wait until the last month when you get a sudden burst of energy - it drove Steve nuts, but the house was very clean.)
Hearing the heartbeat for the first time is amazing, isn't it? I heard Cordelia's first just after Christmas, and started crying in the surgery (but my personal pregnncy weakness was to blub at anything happy/sad/funny on tv/in magazines/anywhere.)