I love my husband. He is considerate and sweet and wonderful and I wouldn't trade him.
So what do I do when I ask him to do housework... and he DOES it... and I end up wanting to burst into tears and punch a wall because I can't help? He went above and beyond what I asked him to do, and I just feel horrible that I'm not doing anything! I don't want to cry at him when he's being so fantastic! It's like I can't win. If nothing gets done, I cry over not feeling good enough to do anything. When Rick ends up working on it by himself, I cry over not feeling good enough to do anything. STUPID CRYING!!! STUPID HORMONES!!! GAHH!!
...Ok, sorry. Deep breath.
I know most of this is all the chemicals going crazy in my body right now. But I feel like I'm constantly whiny and useless. I am so nauseated that I can barely move out of the bed after lunch. (My morning sickness is mostly evening sickness - it gets worse as the day progresses.) So when I see my poor hubby sweating over a hot vacuum cleaner, the guilt creeps in. Yes, today he mostly worked on things I couldn't help with anyway, like moving some of his scrap wood into the shed that only he has the key to, and scrubbing out the kitty corner in the laundry room. It's still frustrating.
I take breaks from the bed to sit at the comp for as long as I can tolerate being upright. And what constructive use of that time, complaining to a baby blog. Go, me!
Pity party, my house, right now. You bring the shiny hats, I've got the confetti.
p.s. - Jamie, if the offer for those preggo pops still stands, I'll take you up on it. We went hunting for them locally and it seems our stores don't carry them. =(
Linnea, Sweetheart...it's not entirely a pity thing. Yes your hormones are going insane. But, your body is also working on its Magnum Opus and it is demanding (loudly) that you take nothing away from it. So it's making sure that you get plenty of rest by making you feel like shit.
ReplyDeleteIt's a shame our bodies can't just be reasonable and send us a memo, ain't it?
I had little trouble with nausea - but the exhaustion was something else again. I was tired for a year - during the pregnancy and after. I got a LOT of weird cravings and if I had not been living with my mother in law, I would have been just where you are, weeping from being too tired to DO a damned thing...
I was lucky, my mother in law was very kind to me during the pregnancy and in fact got very insistent that I do *nothing* at all around the house.
For you - bless Rick and let him know those are tears of joy. He loves you far too much to get mad at you for being a wet noodle right now!