I have heartburn and it makes it hard to write. And swallow. And eat anything, even ice cream—my pregnancy staple.
The only time I ever suffer through heartburn is during pregnancy and now it’s back full force. You’d think being pregnant would be enough, but nope. There’s heartburn, 3:00 a.m. charlie horses, wretched exhaustion, and for me, tender moments of bitchdom.
One of my cousins LOVES being pregnant. That blows my mind. I love complaining about being pregnant, but that’s as close as I get.
And here I am again…whining about being with child. Let it be known through and through that I’ve wanted this for a long time. We tried to get pregnant for nearly two years before it finally happened and stuck. So in the big picture—I want all this stuff I’m whining about, but I also want to whine about it. It’s one of those perks that come with being a female as far as I’m concerned: complaining about getting what you want. Which reminds me of another pregnancy symptom: irrationality. That’s one of my favorites.
But still, complaining does make it sound a bit like maybe I want things different—which I absolutely do not. I’m thrilled with how things are going. The heartburn, the discomfort, crying at every DNC speech I’ve watched so far…keep it coming.
In fact, let’s do a quick top ten list of things I LOVE about being pregnant:
- My belly being so big, it doesn’t much matter what size my thighs and butt are
- Not feeling badly for having Breyer’s Natural Vanilla ice cream for breakfast and again for dinner
- Feeling him kick like crazy inside me (this is also weird and bizarre, but it does make me feel good)
- Thinking about what’s to come (I weep with joy every time I see a baby in public now)
- Laying in bed with my husband while he rubs my stomach
- Napping all the effing time (even at work) and nobody thinking twice about it–or, at least, not saying anything to me about it
- Pedicures
- The baby
- The baby
- The baby
So maybe I can say, “I LOVE being pregnant.” It’s just a few extracurriculars that don’t make my top ten list.
August 28, 2008 at 7:53 am |
It’s been a long time since I was pregnant but I remember one time my car was stalled in the road and I had my flashers on and my window rolled down with a look of dispair and people drove by and looked at me like I should get out of the way. As soon as I stepped out of the car with my big belly a man pulled over to see if he could help. Then another stopped to see if he could help the guy helping me and so on. Also I recall the sex being so much better “for me” in my 5th and 6th month! TMI
August 28, 2008 at 9:36 am |
I swear by Gaviscon if you can’t take anything stronger for indigestion!
I think you have a collection of stories for a humorous book to share with other expectant mothers!