Down. But with soon-to-be pretty toes.
6th October 2008
To be perfectly honest, I’ve never pegged myself as someone who could get depressed. At least not in the official, defined sense.
And I know I’m not right now. There are just a lot of late-third-trimester depressing things going on that I’m finding it difficult to handle. Hell, I’m finding it difficult to make it through one day without the most ridiculous things bringing on tears (No more toilet paper? Lucy making me heave upwards one more time to get the damn plastic Dora from across the room? Hello waterworks…), but I figure it’s just part of the package this late in the game.
Yesterday morning was particularly bad when I realized I can’t even pretend to fit into any pants but stretch yogas. No nice outfit for Eric’s birthday dinner last night. The past few weeks I could at least stand my jeans for a few hours just to look presentable, but no more. It sounds eye-rolling trivial even now as I type this — you know, because I’m healthy and my family is healthy and the baby is healthy — but it was one more thing to lose control over.
And losing control of your body and emotions and environment is hard at the best of times, let alone when you’re a raging Mama-to-be of pregnancy hormones.
I bounce between wanting her out already — so I can breathe and walk and lift my leg to roll over in bed and not wince and eat normal food portions and bend over without groaning like a water buffalo — and silently begging her to stay put as long as possible — so I can cook all those casseroles and finish the daycare to-do-list and help winterize our gardens this weekend (not that I can bend; see water buffalo, above) and spend just Lucy n’ me time before our world changes and won’t ever be the same again.
It’s terrifying and exciting to see the life-altering change of your life now measured in days: 18 today.
Tomorrow brings a late-pregnancy rite of passage, which I know will help immensely: A mani/pedicure with my Mom, lunch out and some shopping. What more could a girl ask for, pregnant or not?
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Indeed. Many changes for all of you; mostly you.
But from this mom-of-two to you, mom-to-be-of-two, it’s all worth it in the end!!! You will enjoy your time with Lucy even more once you need to split yourself in two (or so it will seem) and it will definitely call for, once again, a change your day-to-day routine. But you know you’re right, you’re so lucky that you’re healthy and your family is healthy and your baby is healthy. Being sick, let me tell you, isn’t fun, trying to deal with all of this change stuff and that as well is so not fun. And heck, I remember my hubby saying, “I’m just hope that after this pregancy thing is over, you become normal again” and he was meaning the hormones the most. Clearly, he’s never been pregnant b/c you never go back to being normal. Your life changes forever, but it’s SO FOR THE BETTER!
Good luck and chin up! You’re going to make it through just fine …with flying colours even!
All the best,
Lisa
You’re in the home stretch
Sounds like you’re on schedule too. I was in the last trimester with Caity and started bawling at work – I had looked down and realized my shirt was on inside-out. If that isn’t worth crying over, I don’t know what is… lol
Remember these days Carly. After the baby is born, you’ll wonder how you ever stressed over having only one child … it will seem to have been so easy in comparison.
If you want a good try, try getting a babysitter for a night out for two …
You’ll be fine, don’t stress
You’ll find your rhythm in no time…
Hang in there. When the point comes that you almost can’t handle it any longer the baby should be ready to come out. It’s soon time to try all the “suggested” ways to naturally induce labour. I wore drawstring hospital pants everywhere but work in my last trimester and at work it was Plus size 2X elastic pants.
I feel for you…it brings back many memories..
But wished someone would have said…wait until they’re together in a couple of years and when Lucy tells you “Mommy, she’s my best friend” then you’ll look back and wonder why the emotions were flying and you were worried about how Lucy would be, and is it fair to change Lucy’s World? It may be a whirlwind the first few weeks, but it all pans out in a great way soon after!
All the best of luck with all.
Char.
Trust me, the longer she’s in the better. OMG, the sleep deprivation is SO much way worse than what you are going through now. Sorry, I bet that doesn’t help, does it?