Thursday, 29 December 2016
During my ten month pregnancy I had quite a lot of comments that made me want to slap people in the face, or ask if they think I really care about their opinions.
Here is a list of things people actually said or asked me during those ten months:
- "Are you pregnant? Thought you'd put on a bit of weight" Yes, someone actually said that to a hormonal pregnant woman,
- "What do you want?" Umm a baby?
- "Were you trying?" People only ask this for you to say no so they have some drama in their life!!
- "Have you thought of any names?" Then proceed to turn their nose up at every name on your short list.
- "Liver is good for babies, eat that" They also used to say smoking was good for you but I'm not going to start that habit
- "You're getting big/ You're filling out" Really? I never noticed my stomach growing so far out I can't stand close to the sink anymore
- "Don't eat too much, don't want to put on too much weight" ...Just shut up
- "You might as well eat that, you're going to get fat anyway" ....Oh gee thanks
- " You need to cut those nails, it's not safe for the baby" The baby that is yet to be born?
- "My daughter had ...A long labour / huge baby / emergency section / awful labour" Delete as appropriate
- "You look tired" You try carrying this much weight around constantly and see how perky you look
- " You're going to the toilet again?" Yes, I have a bowling ball on my bladder
- Any old wives tales about cravings, size of bump or shape of bump
People may think they know what they are talking about because they have had children themselves but they need to know one thing...We don't care! Every pregnancy is different because every woman is different, we don't need people making us feel down or scaring us with their stories. Just be happy for the person, ask how they are and then keep any of the above comments and questions to yourself and you'll see a happy pregnant woman....Well, as happy as you can be being constantly uncomfortable.
The big twenty week scan, the scan that lets you know if everything is developing properly and sometimes what gender the baby is.
From the photograph at the twelve week scan I really thought that we were having a boy, I was so convinced that I was going to have a son. Then, the night before my second scan I changed my mind, I was laying in bed with both hands on my little bump (I looked bloated from week 18) and I suddenly thought no, I'm going to have a daughter.
The next day I was nervous but not as worried as I was for my first scan. First thing I noticed was how much bigger the little peanut was, second thing I noticed was a little heartbeat thumping away. Once she had checked all of Peanut's organs and whatnot she asked if we wanted to know the sex of the baby, we said yes and she told us... It's a girl. My boyfriend and I both welled up and smiled to each other.. It's a girl, we're going to have a daughter.
That evening we went to each others parents houses and told them the news, we hadn't thought of a name yet but later in the week we had decided on one (My boyfriends suggestion) and from that moment Peanut became baby A.
Tuesday, 27 December 2016
Three days before my twelve week scan the rather inaccurately named 'morning' sickness started, something that would plague me for seven more weeks.
The day of the twelve week scan we were scared. We had never done this before and we knew that there was a chance -even though it was a small chance- that it could be bad news. When it was my turn, the midwife took me into the room and told me to lay on the bed which was covered with some blue paper, lift my top and pull down my leggings slightly.
I remembered my heart was pounding and my bladder was full and uncomfortable, my boyfriend put his hand reassuringly on my foot as he was sat at the bottom of the bed, looking up at the screen in the corner of the room. The gel was cold which distracted me enough until a little black and white picture appeared on the screen. We instantly saw Peanut bouncing around in my tummy - another memory I will never forget- I looked down at my boyfriend who was wiping away a tear as I tried not to cry myself. Relief was the best feeling in the world knowing peanut was safe and healthy in my belly.
Taking the scan picture to show our parents and give them their copies was the best feeling in the world.... other than finally going for a wee after my scan that is.
Monday, 26 December 2016
Everyone has a story of how they found out they were pregnant. It's usually when they see those two small lines or a ‘pregnant’ appearing in the little window. It’s usually accompanied with tears of happiness and then maybe the twist of nervousness in the stomach, at the up and coming months of uncertainty.
In my case it happened on the sixth of February 2016, at half past five in the morning as I was getting ready for work. I took a test out of curiosity because the week before my breasts had become engorged and very tender but no period came. When the cross appeared in the little window, I sat there with my hand over my mouth in shock for a few minutes, my eyes streaming with tears and unable to speak. Once I had gained composure I went back into the bedroom where my boyfriend was asleep and babbled incoherently that he needed to wake up (He later told me that he thought someone had died).
Looking back I wish I had not told him straight away and I had come up with some extravagant plan to tell him he was going to be a father for the first time. Maybe a pair of little booties in a cardboard box or a 'I love Daddy' baby grow. Nevertheless the moment of seeing that little plus sign in the window will always be burned into my brain as the moment my life changed forever (I did take a digital test afterwards... just to make double sure).
The next few weeks were full of excitement; telling our families, looking in Mothercare and thinking of baby names.
Then it turned to shit... The dreaded Morning sickness arrived.