Because I have spent nearly four of the last ten years pregnant people assume I must love it.
It’s not so much about loving it as trying to embrace it and making the most of it. It is after all a blessing.
Having said that, like everyone I know all to well it’s good and bad points….
I have noted a few below:
1) Obvs being able to eat tonnes of chocolate without feeling guilty and weighing myself 10 minutes later.
2) Not going out, You always have the perfect excuse to blow someone out! Yes I am saying that! There are times when you are pregnant when no excuse is needed…. You just don’t fancy it!
3) No 2, same rules apply for the bedroom 😜
4) No hangovers, it’s rubbish watching other people get trollied without you but something empowering about being the only sober one, mentally noting all the Sh#t everyone is talking.
5) Those lovely little kicks that remind you something so special is happening inside you.
6) Planning for your new arrival, preparing the nursery, collecting and waking new baby clothes and enjoying the serene room you have created before your little bundle of pooping and crying joy arrives to cause carnage.
7) Not having to explain yourself if you decide to take an afternoon nap or go to bed at 5.30pm. That NEVER happens to me with five children but you first time mums know what I’m talking about!
8) The waddle….come on, this should go in ‘Hates’ but you can use it to your advantage. If exaggerated just right you can pretty much get anyone to do anything you want. eg, I might offer…
‘ would you like a cup of tea guy’s’
‘oh lovely, thanks ‘
(cue me, struggling to get up out of my seat followed by a pro-waddle for a few steps, stop,take a deep breath……)
‘kate, sit back down hun, I’ll do it ‘
‘are you sure, I don’t mind ‘😜
…waddle back a bit quicker to my seat 😂
9) Playing the labour game with your other half and friends.
After about 35 weeks, every now and then, let out a quick loud ‘labour’ groan. Their faces are priceless!
Mike never fails to jump 5 foot in the air and scream ‘what,what, is this it!? ‘
‘oh, no, false alarm While you’re up babe could you do me a cuppa and a cheese and ham toastie, cheers ‘ 😉
10) The closeness it brings us as a family. I love laying on the sofa with Libby’s head on my tummy, the boys asking if the baby and I are OK and talking about all the exciting things that are going to happen over the next few weeks.
1) Putting on weight so quickly you forgot what you look like pre baby making.
2) Pregnancy brings a whole new meaning to
‘i don’t have anything to wear ‘.
Unless I want to spend £100’s on maternity clothes that make me look like pat butcher!
Jeggings, leggings, baggy jumpers and t shirts is my wardrobe for 9 months.
My mother in law owns a lingerie shop and her first words to me as soon as we announce we are pregnant is ‘ your not wearing an underwire are u?’
Apparently that is really bad for a pregnant/nursing mum so she gives me a few really comfortable but totally unflattering maternity bras.
3) Mental hormones, last week I was in the car with mike and the kids when they said something that made me laugh. My laugh turned from a Giggle to hysterical laughing to hysterical crying within 30 seconds. It was so crazy the kids were getting scared and I couldn’t calm down to tell them not to worry.
Mike was looking at me like I was something from the exorcist which made me laugh and cry even more.
When we got home the kids Sent me to bed and told me ‘ you need some rest, you’re not normal ‘
4) Heartburn, it’s just constant and I drink more milk than my new born will at the moment.
5) Sleepless nights, everyone associates sleep deprivation with a newborn but no one tells you about the 3 months of broken sleep you will get in your third trimester. If it’s not a full bladder it’s restless legs, aching back or vivid, nasty dreams.
Guarenteed, at least once in every pregnancy I have a dream Mike cheated on me. They are so vivid I wake up, snarl and ignore him for the rest of the day!
6) piles – say no more
7) No botox or cosmetic procedures – I have aged 4 years in 6 months!
8) Lack of energy, as I lay here, writing this Its 9.07am, George is in bed with me but I should be up getting some washing and housework done.
9) Food…..no alcohol, no yummy cheese, no pate, no shellfish, no liver, no runny eggs, no coffee, no sushi and ironically, guess what my cravings are!? 😠
10) That stage of pregnancy when you don’t look pregnant but there is no doubt you are packing a few more pounds…. Urgh!