So, as I reach the end of my third pregnancy, I feel like a bit of a pro!! There are quite a few things that I have learnt from my pregnancies that quite frankly I didn’t expect (this is what I have learned/experienced – I realise everyone is different!)
- People talk you all the time. Seriously, strangers in the street will potter up to you to talk about your pregnancy. Whilst I find this a little baffling, I have noticed that when I see a pregnant lady, I have an urge to go and chat – how strange!
- You have no idea how big you will get! You think you can’t possibly get any bigger…but then you do – the human body is pretty amazing.
- You can never plan for labour – of course you can try, but in my experience every labour is totally unpredictable. All you can do is go in there with an open mind and go with the flow.
- You are aware there will be a lack of sleep once your baby arrives, but you have no idea that a good sleep is long gone way before the baby arrives. Sleeping with a big bump is uncomfortable, the endless middle of the night trips to the toilet and, for the last few weeks, waking up at around 5am every morning. I am sure it is my body preparing me for what is in store!!!
- You think you will go into labour early – everyone says it. I think this goes back to the point above, you don’t realise how big and heavy you get. I have found myself saying it with this one and, whilst a little early would be nice, only a week please, and possibly on a Tuesday when the girls are in school and pre-school? Am I asking for too much?
- Morning sickness does not necessarily mean in the morning, it can happen all day (with Meme it did!) It also isn’t exclusive to the first trimester. However, in the first few weeks when I was so sick with Meme it did give me hope and I remember counting down the weeks until I hit that magic number, 12 weeks pregnant. I actually ended being sick up until week 20 and I know plenty that have experienced pregnancy sickness throughout!
- With your first pregnancy you will spend crazy money on baby bits – you wise up after the first (you also can’t afford it following your first)
And finally, you can never put into words the feeling you have when you have done that final push and you are handed your baby. The 9 months of struggles, being sick and tired (and in my case grumpy) become a distant memory, which you would do all over again. The feeling of relief, love and happiness is incredible – possibly the best feeling in the world.
So, 8 months in and, whilst I’m feeling hormonal and fed up and ready to throw my pregnancy leggings in the bin, I look at my girls, as challenging as they may be at times, and know it is all worth it.
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