Pregnancy can often feel like a rollercoaster ride that you never signed up for. While some women express overwhelming joy—claiming it’s an experience akin to a divine blessing—many of us find ourselves grappling with the not-so-glamorous side of carrying a tiny human.
Let’s be real: I was hit with morning sickness the moment that second line appeared on the test, an experience only slightly alleviated by devouring four bagels in one sitting. I suddenly developed an aversion to yogurt, formerly one of my favorite snacks, while simultaneously craving the tangy delight of an entire bottle of relish. The reality of pregnancy hit me hard; I found myself eating constantly just to stave off the nausea, and to my dismay, I gained a hefty 15 pounds in the first trimester alone.
Sure, we hear that pregnancy is a wonderful gift, but that didn’t make my waddling gait any more graceful. Walking felt more akin to balancing on a tightrope than gliding through life. I had to let go of the aspiration to be a pregnancy yoga guru like Madonna in The Next Best Thing—those dreams quickly faded away.
And can we please address the odors? Pregnancy brings with it a shift in body chemistry that no one seems to talk about. I was acutely aware of smells unlike anything I had experienced before. I became convinced that I was accompanied by an invisible cloud of ‘pregnancy vapors’—a rather unpleasant realization.
As for the so-called “glow” that pregnant women supposedly radiate? That certainly wasn’t me. My pale skin was a canvas for blue veins and strange pigmentation, while my body morphed in ways that left me feeling less than glamorous. I had swollen ankles, chubby fingers, and hair that decided to stage a rebellion, sprouting in all the wrong places. Glowing? More like glowing up in a horror movie.
Let’s not even get started on the subject of intimacy. The first trimester was filled with nausea, the second made me feel unattractive, and by the third, the logistics of intimacy were just too complicated. Sure, there were ways to make it work, but let’s be honest: who has the energy to figure that out when you’re nine months along?
The incessant need to urinate alone was enough to make me question the joys of pregnancy. Do those who rave about it simply not experience this? Or are they just exceptionally tolerant of waddling to the bathroom every five minutes? I’d rather not know; I find optimism grating.
So, to my friend who recently confided in me, “Why does it seem like everyone loves being pregnant except for me?” I want to say: You are not alone. Many of us find pregnancy challenging, even downright difficult at times. It may not always be pretty, but you will get through it. Soon enough, you’ll be holding that precious little bundle of joy and, naturally, you’ll find new challenges to navigate.
Disclaimer: I acknowledge that pregnancy is a significant experience that should be appreciated. Yet, it’s okay to feel overwhelmed and admit that it’s not all sunshine and rainbows. Also, I should mention that my second baby kicked so hard I cried, my feet grew a size and never returned to normal, and my nipples now resemble small plates.
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In summary, pregnancy is a unique journey that can be filled with ups and downs. Whether you love it or find it challenging, remember you’re not alone. Embrace the experience as best as you can, and know that it’s perfectly okay to express your feelings about it.