When I found out I had PCOS I wanted nothing but to be pregnant, I had 3 losses over less than a year and my heart was aching.... but then I got pregnant....

Don’t get me wrong. I’m a few short weeks from meeting my sweet boy and I cannot wait for him to be here but FUCK being pregnant.

Everyone makes pregnancy sound like some magical, majestic thing when in reality-

I’m nauseous

I haven’t actually had a decent shit in idk how long

I’m exhausted & don’t want to do anything

I’m huge & can barely wipe my own ass or tie my own shoes or put pants on

I ugly cry at dog videos & everything else

I have no control over what I want to eat/ what I want to do

I’m broke out like a teenage boy NO GLOW HERE

And I thought I was ready for labor... but holy hell I AM NOT. I’ve had some close calls with early labor and OW OW OW, and those aren’t even the “big ones”.

Kudos to all you women that love being pregnant, I wish I could. The only things I like are feeling him move & I look cool naked.

This doesn’t make me a bad person or mom because I hate being pregnant. It just isn’t my thing. & little dude can make his appearance anytime.

Sincerely- a fed up pregnant woman that has been sitting on the toilet for almost an hour wishing a turd would come out.