Alright, let me be blunt. Pregnancy makes me tired. It makes me emotional, and therefore I get irritated quite quickly. I am irritated now. I was irritated earlier today. I was irritated yesterday. I will probably be irritated tomorrow.
So, what’s up tonight? It is 7:30pm and I haven’t eaten a meal since my bowl of cereal at 8:30 this morning. I am hungry. What happened to lunch? You see, I work straight through lunch. I get to work right after breakfast and I don’t get home until 5pm. Sometimes I eat at work, but sometimes I am just too busy. Today was one of those days. Plus, when I eat at work I don’t get all my work done and can’t leave as early as I would like to. Also, it costs me money. So today, I was running around for six hours in the blistering heat with no food. At one point I was feeling ridiculously nauseated for having an empty stomach, so I had some pita bread to ease the sick feeling.
So, obviously I’m hungry. Obviously I’m starving and feeling just as sick now, at 7:30. I really want cheese. I really want Kraft Velveeta Cheesy Shells.
Sure, we have none in the house, so I tell my husband that I am going out to get some at the store. This should be reasonable, right? I mean, I’m not being a cranky pregnant wife making HIM go to the store and get this for me, right? No, I am just being a nice wife informing her husband that she is leaving. Instead of me leaving peacefully, I am told that I am not thinking about our baby because I am not eating healthy. I should eat more veggies. Have I had any veggies today? (Have I had time? Because I would have eaten veggies if I had time to eat lunch!). There is no way I should be eating processed cheese and carbs!
So now, I am sitting here, frustrated, angry, bitter and hungry! I want my shells. But I am being made to feel like a bad person – nay – a bad MOTHER for craving this. So instead, I starve. Is that what you want, dear husband, your unborn baby and her mother to STARVE?!
Argh!
