For all us preggo ladies.....

Thought I would chime in with my fun stuff! I am about 10 weeks... exhaustion is putting it mildly, but thankfully that is starting to go away!
 
I am constipated at least 5 days a week and miserable because of it.
 
I did have some problems with nausea and sickness, but it was mostly due to stress of BF's horrible reaction when he first found out and put me through hell for the next 3 weeks. He has calmed down now, accepting it and being supportive, and gee... I'm no longer sick.
 
I have problems with my pelvic bone before pregnancy so I am already feeling uncomfortable and haven't even put on any weight yet to speak of. I bought a size bigger pants yesterday, mostly from the bloating of constipation.
 
Had an ultrasound already after having some scary times of bleeding.. baby is fine, very active and a strong heartbeat... which was a relief as I have a history of miscarraiges and am soon to turn 36.
 
Other than that I am doing good now that things have calmed down stress wise a little in the past week or so.

Wow, reading all those complaints gives me the willies[8D]
Not pregnant is the way I shall stay.......

I assume you send your mother a VERY nice Mother's Day gift every year

 
It's been a while. She passed away 20 years ago.
 

I admire you ladies. I never wanted kids of my own, but DH had a son, he's now 2 1/2. I think it's the best of both worlds - I started dating him when Alex was 6 months old, so he looks to me as his mom, and I didn't have to carry him. I have a bad back to begin with, I don't think that pregnancy would agree with me.
 
Along the lines of Ron's story, I was a breech baby, too. Mom said that them trying to turn me was more painful than the labor/delivery, which she did natural. I was 21 1/2 inches long and 7 pounds, 11 oz. And I send her a nice Mother's Day gift every year, thank you.

I went to the midwife this week and she was a bit concerned that the baby may have turned and that he was breech..... also that he wasn't big enough looking at my dates. So I had to have a scan just to check everything was fine, which it did turn out to be.  Head down and a healthy weight.  So phew.
 
My woes this week include a Flapping DH (he was more worried than me about having to have the scan) I wonder what use he will be in the delivery room!
 
Baby not engaged yet... Space is really at a premium in there under my ribs and it is getting quite uncomfortable... I almost long for him to move down into my pelvis except that that will mean Birth is not far away.....  I'm not actually scared about the Birth part 99% of the time I alternate between resignation (they all have to come out one way or another) and morbid curiosity.... you hear so many stories; what's it really LIKE???  I just don't want him to be born yet because we are sooooo Not Ready!!!!
 
Another "woe" is every woman I know who has had babies relishing in telling me the horror story of her own childbirth.... Why??  When you know I have only 2 weeks to go, are you TRYING to scare me?  Is this some sort of vindictive revenge - it was so horrible for you and there is no one you can really repay for that so you'll do your best to scrae that cr@p out of me instead?  What is with all that? 
 
And another "woe" is Stretch Marks.  I have more now and they are getting worse... I swera they are getting worse DAILY.  Most still quite faint though thank god... hopefully won't take them long to fade. 
 
And another "woe" is that this week the kids are all off for the Easter holidays which means the swimming pool I go to is ram packed with annoying and obnoxious children.....  Firstly, that does NOT make me relish motherhood and secondly they get in the darn way when I am trying to do some serious swimming.
 
And as well as "woes", there's good stuff too.....
 - About 20 people have complimented me on how "well" I look, apparently I am "blooming" and I have a lovely shape, can;t tell I am pregnant from the back etc..... which I can almost believe because I am STILL fitting into my old jeans (yay!)
 - I've NEARLY finished packing my hospital bag
 - My midwife told me I have excellent tummy muscles (hooray!  hopefully help with labour)
 - And when I had the scan I saw my baby really clearly.... he is, at one and the same time, the ugliest and most beautiful thing I've ever seen.  And he was chewing his fist.  So nice to know he is keeping busy in there....

My biggest concern right now isn't the labor, but if DH and I can raise a healthy, happy, well adjusted child.  I am so scared we are going to screw things up.  You only get one chance and it and I am so nervous.  Right now everything is great, I feel pretty good, everyone tells me I look good, the baby isn't crying, no dirty diapers to change, no real important decisions to make...what are we going to do when this thing gets out!!!

I think that's our biggest worry at the moment too... and now that I'm teetering on the edge of single digits in the countdown to D-day nerves are starting to kick in..... we're just not ready!!  But I have a suspicion that we never will be and that maybe no one ever is....

I keep thinking, can we change our minds now?  So much is going to change and I am just getting scared.  The pain of labor doesn't scare me as I have had kidney stones all my life and they say those are 10x worse than labor (God I hope they are right), so I think I can handle it.

Also, there's kind of a "point" to labour pain.... an end result you can focus on.... I imagine that does make a difference in coping with it.
 
I think DH is more worried about raising this kid than me.... I am concerened but I di think we'll be great parents.  But he is definately feeling the pressure of being the sole bread winner for a while.... and hoping like hell we don't screw the kid up!!!!! 

Hehe....My mom had it so bad (I guess I did too!) She was in labor for 4 days, and I wouldn't come out. Finally, the doctor gave her some drug to help push me along. Well, let's just say I loved the low, red light of the womb. I swear I held on with all mercy and would let go. They had to vacuum me out. I still have a tiny scar on the back of my head where my hair doesn't grow.

I hope you're babies want to see the light of the world...I guess vacuuming is more painful than actual birth.

Anyways...afterwards I wasn't breathing. I guess I swallowed some baby poop while in my mama. All my mom heard was "God, get the hammer and respirator! She's not breathing! heart rate dropping!" and other doctor stuff. My mom was freaking out, and the nurse put her on sedatives and wheeled her out of the room. The had to hammer that piece of poop outta my lungs.

Lets say this equals great presents for her birthday and mothers dday.

So, who's left, and where are y'all at?

I'm almost at week 34.
-I'm very, very clumsy due to hormones trying to loosen everything up in there.  Gave myself a pretty good slice on the finger along the knuckle trying to wash a knife. 
-Heartburn is still plaguing me, but not as bad as about 10 weeks ago, when 'twas horrible.
-Stressing out about everything that needs to be done, and our upcoming vacation...the nursery is still not painted, for one thing, and for another we still have to get the hardwood floors redone housewide.
-Exhaustion is back on the market.  First trimester and third trimester I could quite honestly pull off twelve hours of sleep and twelve hours awake.  With the Poppet, first trimester saw me sleeping 10pm to 10am.  Heavenly!
-Regular mucous-like discharge makes potty time fun!
-It's getting harder and harder to move, get out of a sitting position, and lift the Poppet to where she needs to go. 
-On the plus side, I look great in a bikini for a pregnant chick, if I do say so myself.
-I have no memory to speak of, it's pretty sad.

*edited for numerous mistakes

Physically speaking I am doing OK.  I had my glucose test this morning, I don't think I have any gestational diabetes issues but this will tell for sure. 
 
Sleeping sucks.  I can't seem to get more than 6 hours. 

My feet hurt often.  When I get up in the morning they are very sore.  It helps if I've been moving throughout the day versus sitting.  These days here at my desk are killers - I sit, ankles swell up and that's it for me for the day.  Swimming helps a lot with that but I don't get to do that very often. 

No stretch marks or varicose veins yet, just an annoying amount of fat on my ass and thighs.  *sigh*

My husband won't touch me, not sure if that has to do with the pregnancy unattraction thing or for other reasons, but I am feeling affection starved and consequently sad, lately. 

We're getting ready to go camping for a week starting on Saturday and I am a little anxious about that.  I hope I can keep up and not be a drag on what he and my stepdaughter want to do. 

Reading everyone's posts are exciting. DH & I are trying right now, well not right now, and hope to be preggers soon! []

I agree...very fun to read...brings back good memories. Even the bad ones are good once you're "done".
Good luck to you Jan...Rupert's baby sister...how exciting!

I'm 7 mos. tomorrow. It's hotter than hell here, and I'm sweating buckets. I feel like a hog everday as I trek through campus (I'm taking certification classes), and the last two days, I have been the most irritated person on this planet. On top of that, I have something other than school to do everyday, so I can never just come home and unwind (and physically cool off). On Monday, I think I was actually on the brink of murdering the first person who got on my case about anything...damn hormones lol.
 
Sleeping SUCKS! I can only sleep on either side, and I'm even hot when I'm sleeping. My electric bill will be through the roof this month.
 
Otherwise, things have been okay. I go back to the dr. tomorrow for a regular visit, but last week, I had to visit a specialist since I had high blood pressure for a few years. Nothing is wrong; it's one of those just-in-case visits, and my regular dr. went ahead and did all the 28-week bloodwork stuff a little early so the specialist could look at it just incase. Anyway, that guy did an ultrasound and also confirmed that it was a girl. That's the third confirmation, so when I do the 4D this Saturday, I'll hopefully get to see for myself because I don't know what I'm looking at on those ultrasounds anyway. I did check out boy ultrasound pics, though, and it looks NOTHING like mine, so I'm assuming everyone's been right so far. They better be right because Brett's aunt bought the cutest little dresses, and SOMEONE will have to wear it lol.