Reasons I’ve Cried During My Pregnancy

I woke up this morning and realised I haven’t blogged in a few weeks, because I had nothing to write about.

3 hours later I got stood up at a meeting that took me 2 hours to get to, I ramped a curb and damaged my car leaving said meeting, I was spoken to rudely by several people and my colleagues played a harmless prank on me. All before 1 pm. All which made me break down in a sobbing fit about 5 minutes ago.

Other reasons I’ve cried during my pregnancy?

  • Money worries. How am I going to afford everything that comes with having a baby. What do I do if my baby is sick and I am at work. Can we afford a nanny? Can we afford nappies? Can I still afford Mitchum or do I have to move to Shield?
  • My neighbours dog died. About 30 minutes ago. It happened while I was on a conference call with Ireland and he was frantically messaging the neighbourhood WhatsApp group asking for help. All I could do was Google the number of a vet and ask someone, anyone, on the other end to phone the vet. I was too late and his dog died and now I feel like I have a hole in my heart the size of Texas because I couldn’t do anything to help him.
  • I thought I had lost something that someone had loaned to me, and after frantically searching and asking for it I had to tell the person I loaned it from that I had lost it. Turns out some colleagues had hidden it from me as a harmless prank. This is now the reason I’m hiding out in an old boardroom in the office (that smells like feet) and sobbing into my keyboard. (Me, crying over a prank. I invented the prank. What.The.Actual.Fuck is going on with me)
  • I couldn’t eat fishcakes. This happened really early on (around week 8). I bought expensive Salmon fishcakes from Woolies and realised, as soon as I started cooking them, that if I ate them I would be sick. I sobbed and sobbed while I watched my husband eat all 8.
  • Someone finished the rusks. And the Marie biscuits.
  • My husband forgot to buy dog food, and after a massive brief altercation I drove to the shops in my pyjamas and bought 16 bags. I also tried to slam his hand in the door when he tried to stop me.
  • I baked. And I fucked up 20 perfectly good cupcakes that I was making for a colleagues birthday.
  • I was told I was being ‘hormonal and pregnant’. Now, this is a tricky one, because if there’s a sure way to fuel that fire, it’s to cry when someone tells you that you are being ‘overly emotional’. That being said, blame my emotional state on my pregnancy one more time, and I will stab you in the fucking face with an unused box of tampons.
  • My mattress is shit. I cry for a sturdy mattress I will never know.
  • Traffic. But who am I kidding – traffic makes me cry even when I’m not spawning a child.
  • Most TV adverts and movies featuring the following:
    • A wedding
    • A pet (extra points for dogs, triple points if the dog dies)
    • A homeless person
    • Any Tracker ad
  • The sight of my naked body in the mirror. (fun fact, the other day I was trying to view my belly button, convinced it was bruised. Dr D says it’s because my stomach muscles have split and my stomach is now just a round piece of fat holding my uterus in. Awesome)
  • People’s opinions. If I’m planning on tattooing a Swastika down my baby’s face after birth, then by all means, say something, but for everything else – unless you plan on paying for a portion of my baby’s life, your opinion is null and void.

So, on that charming note, I’m off to dry my mascara and have a cup of tea. I just hope it’s not with full cream milk, because that just may set me off again.


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8 Comments

  1. Your reasons for crying are all valid. Viewing the future and the present through pregnant eyes can make it seem like the world is against Kate (excluding the office prank). My friends and sisters went through the same thing. Hope you feel better after the tea!

  2. oh Kate – you should have left the conference call with Ireland … all that can wait! SO wish we were seeing you tomorrow morning – forget status and just chat – sending you lots of love and hugs xxx don’t worry about things before they happen, most of them don’t happened anyway xxx

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