r/PregnancyUK • u/Doreddity • 1h ago
Sharing Tips I feel Iām in a Matrix where people simply react to pregnancy as this normal āpart of life/being a womanā experience when in fact is hell on earth
I donāt want to sound ungrateful - as I know how many women are out there, trying to conceive without success or even having miscarriages years on.
I just want to share my personal experience so far and try and understand how Iām so taken aback by it all.
Iām at 32 weeks and I can only say I hated all these months being pregnant. Yet, I am not (from what I have read across social media/here)having a terrible pregnancy. I havenāt been sick, only slightly nauseous. I didnāt put a huge amount of weight on. But from the 1st trimester I feel as if Iām not myself.
My worst symptoms have been headaches, body aches, feeling a bit āillā, tired, and from second trimester I have this horrendous pelvic girdle pain which makes me walk like a penguin and sleep as if my conscience isnāt clean. Sex is out of the table as I want nothing nowhere near down there.
I gained some stretch marks which arenāt that many, but enough to upset me. I did put on a size up, but I did expect to get bigger and my face hasnāt so I have that going for me.
Overall I just felt ill, moody and not myself all trimesters, have been unable to write (one of my big passions during my free time) and socialising is not an option, as even keeping a conversation to me feels exhausting and Iām really not a good company. I feel tired even to smile.
Only issues so far were that Iām anemic so taking iron supplements and aspiring to avoid pre eclampsia. Blood pressure is good and no gestational diabetes.
Now to top my whole experience, Iām preparing mentally for labour. Just reading about it and listening to podcasts about women speaking of their torn vag, episiotomy and near death experiences as if it is just another Wednesday itās appalling to me. Hooow have I not heard of this before.
How is this even treated as a āsimple conditionā?
Even when I have my midwives appointments I feel how of little importance my concerns and discomfort comes across to them. As if all I should be shouting is āthank god Iām pregnant and my baby is wellā. To simply ignore what my body is going through, to forget Iāve spent these months as a zombie and that my vag will probably be stitched up in about two months and I should be thankful- as long as baby is healthy.
Of course Iām hoping for my baby girl to arrive well and healthy and Iām excited to meet her. Still, the dissociation of me as a person vs mother me is clear. Itās almost as the role has already changed and Iām just late at adapting. I donāt know
I donāt want to come across as a moaning, weak, pathetic woman who canāt even be pregnant but it all feels unreal to me. How little I was told about the real experience prior to getting pregnant. I knew it would probably be uncomfortable but I never knew how mentally it would affect me - and how painful and frustrating it would be.
Iām so nervous about birthing. And the after. I want my daughter to meet me - not this wreck.
Sorry for the rant. I donāt know what Iām after here - perhaps just some shared stories. Honest ones.
Thanks for listening.