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| We Enjoyed Every Minute!!! |
This past Sunday Travis and I went to a barbeque with some
of our friends, one of which is 8 months pregnant and is due on the 4th
of July. This friend asked me why I hadn’t told her the truth about pregnancy
when I was pregnant or even after I had Clark. I asked her what she meant and
she said, “Why didn’t you tell me that I was going to be uncomfortable for 10
months straight?”
This question took me back, I had to think really hard
before answering because once you’ve held your baby those things seem to just
wash away. I know that there were some trying points during my pregnancy but
they were so small compared to all of the abundance of joy that I felt for
those ten months. The fluttering of my
baby’s feet trumped the heartburn every single time! Baby hiccups made having
to sleep on my side bearable, the wonderment of growing another human being in
my body was so much more important than anything that could come my way. I truly think that it never crossed my mind
to think of pregnancy as ten months of being uncomfortable, my mind grabbed
onto the fact that my body is amazing and is able to not only grow another
person but it is also able to nourish that baby and keep him alive for even
longer.
Are there things that I could have warned her about? Yes, certainly,
I could have explained to her that she should find a good pair of sandals that
will not cut into her swollen feet for the final few months of pregnancy and
she should buy another pair two sizes larger for her post baby, water retention
days, I could have told her to buy stock in panty liners, breast pads, tums,
and tucks. These things don’t even
scratch the surface and not to mention labor and delivery, what about all of
the strange things that come after the baby is born… Hello body odor, water
retention, night sweats, nipple rash, uterine contractions, etc…
There are so many experiences that come with having a baby
and no they aren’t all pleasurable but they don’t always happen with each
pregnancy or with each woman. Some women
have it worse and some have it better. I
don’t believe that women intentionally hold back on telling new expecting
mothers their “horror” stories because they want someone to commiserate with, I
think that they just count their blessings and brain dump the rest. Sure I
remember the things that were a pain in the ass but being the only person that
gets to feel my little one inside for those precious months was so much more
memorable than any of the other stuff.
Plus, who wants to be the A-hole that is telling an expecting mother
about the negative things that she has to look forward to? I hated it when
women would tell these awful tales of their deliveries or how bad they had it
when they were pregnant. Really? You were blessed with a healthy baby and all
you have to do is complain? Nobody wants to hear that crap…
So to all of you expecting mothers out there: Yes, there
will be times that you are miserable because you are too uncomfortable to eat
or you can’t fit your swollen feet into the pair of shoes that you wanted to
wear, you haven’t seen your vagina in months and aren’t sure if she will still
be your friend once you two meet again, you don’t know what your feet look like
and are afraid to ask your husband/wife/other to give them a rub, or you sit
down and can’t get back up but those moments are fleeting and the love that you
feel for that little baby will make those moments seem like a distant flash of
time that requires no second thought. Enjoy your pregnancy as best as possible and
remember that you are amazing, your body is amazing, and you are creating the
miracle of life.
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