Sometimes I feel trapped, alone in my thoughts, unaware of my surroundings or the fact that I have people there for me. I don’t know if this is purely because my hormones are off the scale right now or just I’m pretty messed up.
Either way it’s hard to control and it’s those closest to me that have to deal with my outbursts. My boyfriend has in fact become almost immune to my moods now, but he is still there to comfort me every step of the way.
I don’t think I can say how much I appreciate his efforts, the little things, cooking and cleaning our house when I’m exhausted, stroking my hair when I’m poorly and even comforting me when I’m hysterically crying for no apparent reason.
To say pregnancy has been hard would be an understatement, honestly I haven’t enjoyed it one bit as of yet. If it wasn’t for him, I think I would have been even worse. Even more emotional, even more grumpy (if that’s possible).
Yes of course, growing a human is very hard and women put an outstanding amount of pressure on their bodies and mental state.
This being said, men deal with all our shit in the mean time and they definitely do not get enough praise for this.
They may have got us into this in the first place granted but we also need to give them credit where credit is due.
Just being around and supportive to us shows the love they have for us, how much they care for what we are going through. And for that, we thank you, we appreciate you and we love you more than we always show you.