tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662156573208048976.post6514326142328911982..comments2023-09-26T02:53:55.909-06:00Comments on My Random Life Story: Week 6: Small PeaKarenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13768786324207810131noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662156573208048976.post-41302359547083386072012-01-12T23:56:17.777-07:002012-01-12T23:56:17.777-07:00These preganancy posts strike me as such sublimely...These preganancy posts strike me as such sublimely special posts. <br /><br />I worked hard on that sentence and I'm still not sure those words adequately convey my feeling--of these messages being superlatively sweetly beautifully special, and also of having a private internal quality unlike that of your typical posts.<br /><br />The "doing nothing and doing something both sound not fun" struck me as SUCH an accurate description of what it has felt like to me when I have been (clinically) depressed. Not saying that you are--I was just really interested in the coincidence. I wonder if it's tied to hormones--pregnancy is full of that, right? And I wonder if that's an explanation of depression, too. The feelings-caused-by-hormones connection is probably far stronger than I realize most of the time. When you're having them, it feels like your (I mean mine, or one's) feelings must be coming from somewhere real but with any kind of distance, it's obvious that so many are related to temporary things (like hunger or tiredness) or even wacked-out things (like crazy fears or crazy overblown reactions). I'll have to add crazy hormones to the list. Not sure why all this came up--I guess maybe I mentioned all that because the whole thing of having these feelings that don't accurately reflect reality feels like such a BETRAYAL to me. <br /><br />Although that's depression, not prenancy! It does sounds like pregnancy involves a not insignificant amount of weird feelings and body betrayal, though.<br /><br />I guess it's good you know WHY it's happening! Otherwise it would seem like a bloated alien was inhabiting your midsection. One that considered human food lethal. And, alternately, desperately necessary.<br /> <br /><br />Last things:<br />I'm glad your little pea is hanging on. (!)<br /><br />I LOVED your mom's comment.<br /><br />I'm sorry to hear about Seth's grandpa. :(heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02194614616594881998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8662156573208048976.post-5656959546766500212012-01-12T10:52:28.382-07:002012-01-12T10:52:28.382-07:00Maybe the aversion to chicken is genetic. I don...Maybe the aversion to chicken is genetic. I don't mind Kentucky Fried Chicken. Don't love it but when I was pregnant the smell made me so sick. I remember that Dad brought some home when I was pregnant with Corinne and I had to head for the bathroom. The body does weird things. I also remember working and being at my desk thinking that all I wanted to do was sleep! It's all worth it though. Look at my wonderfully cute daughters :)Denisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07627947407785475138noreply@blogger.com