I love Becky’s honesty in this post. When I read about celebrities or other mothers gushing about how awesome pregnancy and newborn life is, I want to yell at my computer: “LIARS! Tell the people the truth!” It is true having a baby is amazing, but it ain’t sunshine and roses all the time. One thing I do not miss about being pregnant is the early pregnancy feeling-fat stage. My heart goes out to you Becky, it does get better. – Stephanie
Have I been infected with pregnancy crazy brain?
No, not the stoner brain kind fellow moms warn you about. I’m referring to the kind that incites body dysmorphia and freakish bi-polar episodes. The kind that make you half smile stoically when someone asks, “Aren’t you excited to be pregnant?”
The answer I want to tell people, ”Uhhh … I think I will be?”
We started announcing our news the old-fashioned way, NOT by posting a sonogram pic on my Facebook wall. I won’t post anything pregnancy-related for fear that my many non-friend friends won’t comment at all, not even a like! Evidently, low self-esteem is another fabulous symptom of the pre-baby blues.
My husband and I had been trying to conceive for 8 months. We were elated when the pregnancy
was positive. Then narcolepsy set in, I peed every 10 minutes, and I jumped from a size 4 to a size 8. Nothing throws me into a depressive state more than walking into a closet of clothes that don’t fit me.
Thankfully, I’m an obsessive eBayer. If readjusting my wardrobe doesn’t shock me back into reality, then hopefully my second trimester will.