Yup, finding out about it when I couldn't pick up a piece of paper off the ground and everybody is telling me I need what would most likely end up being be the "first" of multiple back surgeries throughout my life tail-spun me pretty hard...
On a plus note, my pessimistic outlook has actually prevented me from stressing/worrying about the actual pregnancy.
I figure how can I live a completely miserable life and fuck up a perfectly good kid if the kid isn't perfect to begin with? As such, I have had the innate sense that the pregnancy and birth will all go textbook/fairytale.
Thankfully, for 7 months, that has been the case. My gut feeling says the next two months will go swimmingly as well. Then my real punishment can commence! LOL
On a plus note, my pessimistic outlook has actually prevented me from stressing/worrying about the actual pregnancy.
I figure how can I live a completely miserable life and fuck up a perfectly good kid if the kid isn't perfect to begin with? As such, I have had the innate sense that the pregnancy and birth will all go textbook/fairytale.
Thankfully, for 7 months, that has been the case. My gut feeling says the next two months will go swimmingly as well. Then my real punishment can commence! LOL
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