Monday, December 08, 2014

So Un-Cheerful (In Which I Whine Some More)

If you don't want to hear me whine about being pregnant, I recommend reading elsewhere.  Okay?  Okay.

The DSM informs me that I am not depressed (well, that I am not having a Major Depressive Episode) because "the symptoms (are) due to a general medical condition."  Nonetheless, I am sitting on my couch ready to cry at the thought of being pregnant for three more weeks.

I am in pain all the time, I lose patience with my children (generally when the little one does something annoying and the big one causes him serious bodily harm) and am not as kind to Bug as I probably should be even when I'm really, really angry with him.  Friday night's incident involved an "is there a corneal abrasion?" triage call.   Tatoe, in response, has developed a fine I'm-being-murdered cry that is guaranteed to bring a parent running.

Meanwhile, I am still having very uncomfortable but not baby-causing contractions every 10-15 minutes with NO DAMN BABY to show for it.

2 comments:

  1. I've consulted the DSM, and you clearly have THISFUCKINGSUCKS Disorder, which, as you know, is comorbid with ANDIHAVEEVERYRIGHTTOCOMPLAIN Dysfunction.There's no great treatment...but try echinaea.

    Seriously, I hope that baby doesn't make you wait a moment longer than she actually needs to finish gestating her bits.

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    1. I like your diagnosis. Does the echinacea arrive inside a large bottle of brandy? I feel it would really enhance the medicinal properties.

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