I hated the first trimester. I was always sick, three times a day 👍🏻

Second trimester I feel fat, i don’t like these big boobs, I hate that my body is changing, I feel uncomfortable all the time.

Nothing fits me anymore. I’m carrying low, I try on maternity clothes. Those dont look good on me either.

I’m always hungry. The self control I once had is out the door. Plus if I don’t eat every couple hours I get sick. Everyone tells me you have to eat healthier food... I try. But my taste buds have changed. Everything healthy I use to love.. I now hate. Apples and pb, the pb is still great, the apple tastes like paper.

Before when I felt myself getting out of hand with eating I would take long long walks with my dog, it always worked for me. Now I can’t breath. Or my back/butt hurts after only a mile. Now I just sit on the couch.

I’ve always hated the doctor. Im a only go to the doctor if I’m dying type of person, my husband says I should be excited about going to the doctor. But I’m not. I enjoy the ultrasounds but that’s it. Im sick of always going there and than they told me in my third trimester I’ll be going every two weeks 😭

So basically I hate hate hate being pregnant, I’m not enjoying a single thing about it. I want my baby boy here and thats that. I can’t believe I’m going to have to do this again in two years since we want more than one kid. I’m really trying to convince my husband to just let us adopt. I don’t ever wanna be pregnant again and I haven’t even reached the third trimester yet