I have been pregnant for 130 days. It hasn’t been that bad so far, however, I understand that I am not even half way done yet. I understand that I don’t know anything about pregnancy or babies and I don’t understand why people insist on drilling that fact into my brain at every possible opportunity. I KNOW. I KNOW that I don’t know how to pack up a pack-n-play. I KNOW that I don’t know how long babies are supposed to sleep or how often they are supposed to eat. I KNOW that I don’t know anything at all. But what I also know is that you sitting there laughing at me is NOT FUCKING HELPING.
How about if you don’t have anything constructive to say to me about my unborn child then you just fuck off? How about that? I am going through enough changes as it is without all of the judgment and inconsiderate guffaw.
I don’t need you. All I need is YouTube because that is obviously the only place where someone can get any kind of useful information.
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You know what else, how about you tell me anything good about spawning a human? The ONLY things that I have heard from parents is how horrible it is to be a parent. I believe that it is because I want to be pregnant and I waited till I was as ready as I would ever be to have the child.
I’m sorry you wasted your youth away on a mistake, but that’s not my problem. You should go out of your way to tell me all of the negatives to having a child. First of all, what in the hell is that going to do? You think that because you tell me that I won’t sleep for the next ___ years that I am going to change my mind and start punching myself in the stomach? What the fuck do you think you’re helping?
As I stated before, if you aren’t here to ACTUALLY help me: Fuck off, I don’t need your criticism.
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