Saturday, September 27, 2014
35 weeks!
Saturday, September 20, 2014
34 weeks
Saturday, September 13, 2014
33 weeks!
Friday, September 5, 2014
32 weeks!
Thursday, September 4, 2014
Alone time
I was thinking about this a lot last night and figured I should write about it.
If there's one thing I love, it's alone time. I'm a true introvert; the best kind of day involves sitting on a couch or a bench with me and my thoughts. I spend a lot of time analyzing people, things that happened or are happening, and clearing my head. I don't mind being around people but I find it to be draining at times and all I want to do is take a nap afterwards. It's one of the reasons why I stay to myself and just observe others and why I usually avoid large social settings. My closest friends and family know this about me, but by others that don't know me as well as they think they do, I regularly get branded as "shy" and "awkward" and maybe that's a little true. But is that such a terrible thing? I'm quite comfortable as I am, but I wish others would see me as I am and accept it, instead of inferring that I must be lonely, have no friends because I don't know how to make any or miserable. To add to that, I'm miserable about being pregnant. Not even addressing the other stuff, last I checked, I'm far from miserable. But hearing things like that make me have moments like this where I sit here and try to play events over in my head. Did I say or do something to give the impression that I'm unhappy with my life (outside of work)?
And let's get more specific. I think about my being sick during pretty much the first half of this pregnancy and being sad about it, but never did I regret being pregnant or having a baby. Quite the opposite since this has been our dream for 3 years. I think about her all the time and I can't wait for her to get here. I'm crazy excited and I just want to do what I can to provide her an awesome life. It pisses me off that my not feeling well, on top of all of the personal and work related crap I've had to deal with during this pregnancy has come full circle and rather than celebrate the arrival of my baby girl and send positive vibes, now the focus from coworkers is the likelihood that I'll have PPD. So why does it bother me so much to hear it?
It feels scrutinizing. It takes away from the joy of expecting, especially since I have about 8 weeks to go. Being an introvert does not increase my chances of having PPD. Neither does being sick and it's very ignorant to suggest otherwise. PPD is important to discuss; DeeJ and I have spoken about it on quite a few occasions, but is between him and I. Or my family and friends and I. I'm not in the camp of "It can't happen to me...", but at the same time I have to do what I can and speak up to my loved ones if I ever feel down and out after baby TeeJ is here. And I'm not afraid to do that and ask for help.
It's like I'm in the Twilight Zone because I can't seem to gauge the sincerity and whether or not there is true concern behind comments like that. Is this a very strange manner of saying someone cares? Because it doesn't feel like it.



