I met another mom that told me felt just as as I did when she was pregnant.
She said she hated being pregnant, hated the thought of having this new person joining the family, and hated her body. She hated when people said congratulations, and hated when they commented on how pregnant she looked.
She said she loves her baby girl, but she will not do it again in a million years.
And I was listening to her and thinking "Thank you God. I'm not weird."