Naturally Optimistic

I don't know why I'm letting this get to me so much. Okay - I sort of know. I'm playing POOR ME. Woe is Me. Blah blah blah - I'm whining. I have a 3 hour doctor's appointment (again!) on Tuesday. That's when they find out my dark & mysterious medical history (um, isn't it in their computers?), give me a physical exam (um, haven't I been doing this for the past 7 1/2 months?), put me on a diet, etc. I'm anxious to go because I want to find out the particulars and what I can do to make sure it doesn't get worse. But I'm irritated. I have not quite gained 20lbs in this pregnancy thus far...which means with 9 1/2 weeks to go - let's say even a pound a week - 30lbs in a pregnancy is right in the middle of "normal" for someone of "normal" size to gain. I don't eat like a pig or a garbage can! I eat a lot of fruits & veggies, sure a lot of carbs too, and the sweets things has just recently kicked in (which is new ...

Do you even feel like the weight of the world is sitting on your pelvis? Because I do. Yeouch.

...and if walking around a mall & a "sportsman" store wasn't enough for me today (yuck and yuck) I still feel crappalicious. The aching! What the hell? Today I felt better in my back & head (except when moving quickly - ha!) but my hips & legs - they feel like they're going to fall off. There is no relief!!!! I tried laying on the couch for a while with my feet up (no swelling or anything) but that didn't really do any good except make me more bored than I already am. I used to think I wanted to be able to sit around and watch daytime television - WRONG. I have soooooo many things on my 'to-do' list and I feel like I am not up to any of it. I'm not even KNITTING which really doesn't take all that much energy. Poor Baby B's room is at a standstill (as it currently is still Steve's closet & my craft room) and I'm starting to stress out. Pffffft.