I had no idea what to expect when expecting, but I can tell you now, it’s a lot harder than I thought it would be and I really don’t like it.
Don’t get me wrong, there are moments I absolutely love, and the anticipation of meeting our little one in just a few short months is keeping me going, but there is so much I really don’t like about it.
It’s not all sunshine and rainbows
I’ve had quite a few people ask me about how it’s going, and how I’m doing and they almost always expect a wonderfully positive reply. But the reality is: it’s HARD. Whether it’s heartburn or backache, or being uncomfortable or tired, it feels like there’s always something that’s making life difficult.
And that’s okay.
We see a lot of imagery in ad campaigns, on TV, on social media and all of them show happy, glowing mums-to-be who cherish every moment of being pregnant. But I just don’t have that. In fact, I almost envy those who do love it, who find every moment a simple pleasure. And I’m sure in months to come, I’ll miss this time. Where it’s just me and bubba, where a kick or a wriggle feels like a secret language between me and the little one.
But this hasn’t been the joyous ride it’s made out to be.
It’s okay to not be positive all the time
In the grand scheme of things, my journey so far has been simple and uncomplicated. We haven’t had any health scares or serious concerns about me or the baby.
And yet, it’s important to talk about these things. To break the stigma. To say it’s okay if everything isn’t rosy and perfect. Of course, pregnancy is a gift and my goodness am I grateful every single day, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t a struggle.
It can make you feel like a bad parent, like you’re not grateful enough. But we forget that it takes a serious toll. The female body goes through so many changes I can’t even keep up. And all the time I’m expected to continue as if nothing has changed, even though I feel exhausted, lazy, round like a beach ball and constantly restless because sitting is uncomfortable, standing is tiring and I don’t think I can get away with lying down at work.
And yet, I wouldn’t change a thing
Seems crazy, but despite really not enjoying being pregnant, I wouldn’t change a thing. With every passing day, with every kick and wriggle, this experience does feel special. I just wish it didn’t feel like climbing a mountain.
So for any other soon-to-be-mommas out there that just aren’t enjoying themselves as much as they thought they would, I feel you.