The one where I complain a lot

First off, I am still beyond thankful to be expecting Miss Emersyn. I can't wait to meet her and I would definitely go through this all again to have the chance to have my daughter. However, I am VERY uncomfortable at this stage of pregnancy and I know it will only get worse. I find myself reading old posts on blogsites I follow about how they felt around the same time in their pregnancy to see if I'm just a whiny wimp or if I'm actually justified in how miserable I'm feeling.

She is a powerful mover and shaker, and while I'm glad she's strong, my ribs and sides and belly button and lady parts wish she'd take it a little easier on them. There are no comfortable positions anymore for sleeping, standing, or sitting. I wake up in the morning feeling like my ribs have been crushed all night, tingling and numb hands and arms, and a sore back and neck. No amount of pillows is helping, and turning over results in feeling like I'm going to suffocate.

Speaking of suffocating, sitting is difficult, because it compresses the belly, making it hard to breath. This is especially inconvenient considering I sit at a computer most of the day. I've tried propping myself so I could sit at an angle, but that just irritates my tailbone and makes me even more tense trying to balance on whatever I've put back there.

This is probably way TMI, but the more intimate side of hubby and I's relationship is no longer uncomfortable, or awkward, nope, now it's downright painful. And I hate this because I feel like a crappy wife and I MISS my hubby.

Also lovely? I've started having what I can only describe as mini panic attacks- usually while I'm in the car and I start to feel like my clothes are attacking me and there's an alien moving in my belly and there's not a thing I can do about it. Yup, add crazy to the mix.

Finally, I've been getting nauseous at night. Thankfully it's not the all day nausea from the first trimester, but it's still no fun. It also means that while I'm still gobbling down nearly everything in sight, I'm regretting it soon after when I'm wondering if it's about to come back up. No puking yet, but the nausea is a fairly new developement, so we'll see if it stays where it is or progresses. This is also normally accompanied by weird feelings in my arms so I pretty much am standing over a toilet, wondering if I'm about to throw up, and thinking my arms won't even be able to hold back my hair if I do.

I know there are a lot of women that have it way worse, and don't complain a smidge, but I'm freaking hormonal and grumpy and just want her HERE so I have my body back AND have her at the same time.