The pain of pregnancy

How come when you get pregnant, no one honestly tells you about the pains of pregnancy and how hard it can be on your body and your mind?

Yesterday I thought I was going to die. After working all day and lugging my large belly around, I had to grocery shop, then put groceries away and then cook dinner (cooking dinner on grocery night is never a good idea, lesson learned over and over and again, duly noted, thank you very much). By the time I was done, my left ankle hurt so bad that I was putting all my weight on my right ankle, and both bottom legs, ankles and feet were completely swollen and hurting. Not to mention my back, and even though I don't complain about it as often as I used to, I still have back pain, and by 7 or 8 at night, I can barely hold myself up. Add weight gain and an almost 2 lb baby plus all the baby weight gain (the life sustaining equipment I'm carrying around), then you've got one very sad pregnant lady.

Laying down? You suggest taking a load off and laying down? Ha, that's a joke at this point. Either side I lay on hurts, so I'm constantly flipping back and forth, which is an effort in itself. And when I do finally feel comfortable, that's why little Mateo leans on my bladder and I have to go pee for the 50th time that day.

So to all you ladies who profess to love being pregnant, you're all silly fools. The process of pregnancy stinks, the idea is just fine and dandy -- as long as you're not going through it at the time. I know, I know, in the end, I'll have my little Mateo and everything will be wonderful, and while I know this is true, I still can't help but want to crumple into a ball of goo, have a good "woah is me" cry and take a long nap (or as long as my side will let me lay on it without screaming out in pain).