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