Oh pregnancy! It’s been almost 2 years since I was growing another human being in my body. It still feels like yesterday I was pregnant, and some days I swear I still have those pregnancy symptoms. Thinking about pregnancy, I stumbled across thoughts I had written down in my private journal about the pregnancy. Hence, that is where this post derives from!
Pregnancy: It’s a Love / Hate Relationship!
Love: Knowing that the reason for my growing belly was the most precious and important person in my life.
Hate: Seeing those dreaded stretch marks growing on my belly.
Love: People are polite to you. Annapolis isn’t exactly known for being a “friendly” city. Though when your pregnant, it seems like even the grumpies suddenly become cheerful and polite towards you.
Hate: Sleep disturbances… the feeling of being oh so tired, yet unable to drift off to slumber-land.
Love: During those sleepless nights, I could feel my little man kick and dancing. He was having quite a party in there!
Hate: Where is my mind? Why yes it’s my favorite Pixies song, it was also probably my theme song. No one warned me that I would become THAT forgetful! Pregnancy brain is absolutely real.
Love: I could reach for that second cookie and woman in the room would blame me. They knew, they got it. Yes, they knew I really did need that second cookies.
Hate: I hated the cravings. They made me reach for that second cookie.
Love: How can you go wrong with the glowing skin and suddenly thick, silky beautiful hair? I look radiant and my hair is healthy shiny? No complaints here!
Hate: The weight gain. Enough said.
Truth is that while I might have said those things then, I don’t think I could ever hate anything that brought this amazing boy into my life.