I have gone to the dark side and actually started using Facebook. The problem was that I kept getting friend requests from people I went to high school with, and then I decided I needed to have something remotely resembling a profile so they could see what I was up to. Now after looking at people's profiles I have decided they have waaaaay more fun than me. They all seem to beautiful, tan and constantly drinking and having a fantastic time in exotic locals. I, on the other hand, cannot even find a decent picture for my profile. Sigh. I know it's all an illusion, but sometimes it's easy to feel inferior. I am not helped by the fact that the same pregnancy hormones that turned me into Pollyanna when I was pregnant with Stella have turned me into goth girl with this one. I am in a funk so much of the time. My funk is certainly not lifted by the fact that I have NOTHING to wear. I'm in that awkward stage where my old size doesn't fit and the next size up is gigantic. And don't even get me started on my old maternity clothes. Not only are they too big for me right now (and hopelessly hideous), I don't think they'll ever fit! I KNOW I've dropped two sizes since I got pregnant with Stella, but these things are huge! I mean, I could fit a buddy in the top parts of them, the parts that aren't going to get that much bigger (although I am pretty big up there...) I was looking forward to not dropping dough on new maternity clothes, but I'm afraid that's not going to happen. Which is baaad because we are in major saving mode. Trying to recover from the expenditures from: dog dying, vacation, cat getting sick, car breaking, and now, in just 3 weeks I have to pay $400 for BabyBean to my doctor! I mean, come on, I'm not giving birth until next Spring!
Such a change from Stella when I had awesome insurance my employer paid completely. She cost a $250 copay. Now our insurance is crap, we pay through the nose for it, and I have to pay a $500 deductible+20% of both the doctor and the hospital! And someone explain to me why nationalized medicine is bad?
Okay, I am a whiner. I should NOT blog when I am in this sort of mood. On the plus side, we had an awesome weekend. Tim and I saw the HI-larious Tropic Thunder Friday night, we went to a great pool party at Karen and Jennie's Saturday, Sunday was mom's night out and Tim's race, and Monday we went to Aquarena Springs! So all has not been crap.
3 comments:
I'm so sorry that you're feeling bad! Come talk to me any time you're feeling less than Pollyanna-ish. And if it helps, I thought you looked really great the other day.
Facebook is weird. Some people spend way too much time there. And like you said, it's all an illusion sometimes. Why post that embarrassing photo when people you still secretly want to impress even though don't want to admit it can see them?
Don't get me started on health insurance. If we have a baby and my ENTIRE salary went to child care, it would still be worth it since Ryan's sucks. SUCKS.
I feel ya sister! After a c-section and 4 days in the NICU, I have 4 more months of hospital payments (after insurance!!) We're having a baby in March too so that gives us 3 months of no payments before we go racking up more bills!
maternity clothes are so expensive! But as small as you are now, you'll get the super cute ones and look how I *wish* I looked when preggo. Please do post pics so I can live vicariously through your cute baby bump while I slog through the baby blob!
I live for pregnant friends and I don't care if you have turned slightly evil. I have a dark turn of mind anyway! :o)
PS I cant believe Aquarena Springs is still open! I remember going when I was a little Mindy with the mermaids and the swimming pig! That was the epitome of roadside Americana!
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