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About the GrumpyQueen

A.K.A Gatekeeper

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I'm not Princess, I'm Queen

I can be quite grumpy and when I am, I hide here, my dungeon for reflections, ramblings and ranting.

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Day 2

It's not hellish thus far, thank God! Been doing normal routine stuff so I don't feel that much heat yet.

I seriously think that C class wards tend to have unfriendly staff. I don't blame them la, being overworked and all. But seriously, try not to put pregnant people in C class wards. I think the minute they're pregnant, transfer them out and only return them when they're mentally more stable.

I'm not saying pregnant women are so hormonal they have hormones oozing out of their ears and so unstable they need to be locked up. I'm saying the hormones plus the demanding nature of their jobs make pregnant nurses more prone to outbursts of anger. Therefore, they should either be transferred to a less demanding environment or to an environment where everyone will give in to them like their husbands.

Seriously! Sometimes, a small little thing and they look like they're gonna throw a fit! They're not even resorting to emotional blackmail, they're just acting like some tyrant! HELLO?! Your beloved husband must give in to you because he's afraid you'd castrate him while he's asleep then kill yourself with the baby, hence smashing his dreams of passing his superior genes on but not us ok?

*whispers* But actually, if they're smart enough, they'd just castrate the husband and go for an abortion then go find someone with better genes. But most pregnant women seem to become dumber and more bad tempered during pregnancy so I doubt they'll even think of that in the fit of anger and cloud of stupidity.

They're just so petty and grumpy you just don't feel like being in their presence a second longer. Maybe their tummy is in the way during sex so they're sexually unsatisfied, who knows right? Or maybe they're just jealous of our small tummy.

All the pictures about expectant mothers glowing with maternal happiness are all BULLSHIT! I always thought this maternal happiness thing is contagious and can spread to mere strangers but no! They look like raging bulls half the time and have smoke coming out from their noses. But who won't act like a raging bull when they don't get enough sleep because the tummy is pressing on the diaphragm, leaving them breathless half the time right?

*rolls eyes* Sweet young girls should not be deluded any longer. It may be a sweet feeling at times to go, "oh lalalala! I have a life inside me" but most of the time pregnancy/motherhood is about sacrifice and lots and lots of suffering. Not getting enough sleep, forcing your body to work extra hard to feed that bloodsucker inside you, eating for two, dealing with those crap hormones...

*shudders*

I sometimes wish I can get a baby from the supermarket. I'd love motherhood, not pregnancy. But motherhood is like the butterfly and pregnancy the caterpillar. If you love butterflies, you need to learn how to love a caterpiller.

Maybe they were such sweet angels before pregnancy but why are they like monsters now? Hahaha! I'm such a monster and tyrant now I better not get pregnant! Or maybe I might be less of a tyrant once I get pregnant. Or maybe I would be just the same so it makes no diff? We'll see...

Oh my God! I'm going off topic. I was supposed to talk about my attachment, not pregnancy.

Ok, never mind. I think I forgot what I intended to say so I should just shut up.

13.11.07 5:04 PM

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