So at my 30 week OB appointment today, I began to think of everything they DON’T tell you about being pregnant. Mind you I am not one of those women (like my Mum) who loves to be pregnant, can’t wait to show of the growing belly, or who get’s that glow that everyone talks about. The only glow I get is from the 50 plus pounds I have gained and the shadow of my double chin! So here is my own little rant about what they do not tell you about being pregnant, everything that you really do forget until you’re pregnant againJ
You always have to Pee
I am not talking every hour here, or if you drink a large soft drink at the mall and have to go twice during your shopping experience. I am talking about literally having to pee every ten minutes. Let’s not even mention if the baby happens to move and sit on your bladder…
Your moods resemble your teenage years
I thought this was just me, but after talking to a few other pregnant mothers, I realized that I am not the only one whose moods resemble a roller coaster. One minute I am angry that someone ate the last piece of cantaloupe (or chocolate) and the next I am sobbing because I am watching toy story with Olivia. The husband doesn’t know whether or not to walk on tip-toes around me or hug me, and honestly it changes by the minute.
An additional subtopic is that you start to become obsessive. I thought this was just a first time parent deal when I was pregnant but it really happens in every pregnancy. I wake up in the middle of the night panicked that the new baby will have sensitive skin, (which Liv had and not a big deal at all) which double stroller to choose, or whether the baby will sleep in a bassinet or crib in the first few weeks. My mind wanders and I cannot turn it off sometimes no matter how crazy and obsessed I become about the little things.
You gain more than the “suggested” amount of weight
Ok for the seldom pregnant women who gain only 15 pounds, I am extremely jealous of you. For the rest of the women who can no longer see their feet after 25 weeks, this will apply to you. I hadn’t realized just how big my belly was until I attempted to paint my toenails, and could not even come close to reaching them. I am talking about getting to maybe mid-shin at the best. If I didn’t have at least 10 more weeks, then maybe I wouldn’t be so upset about it, however I know that I gain at least another 20 pounds in the upcoming weeks so we can all assume my toenails will be going unpainted in the upcoming flip-flop season. I will happily eat my Krispy Kreme donuts, have that extra large popcorn at the movies and not share any with Steve, and the only time I am really going to be upset about it is when the new baby is a few months old and the only thing that fit’s is my maternity clothes.
However, when I hold my daughter for the first time, it makes it all worth it, and I would be pregnant for 5 years straight that one moment in life where you are so happy you literally “glow.”