Let me be frank: pregnancy isn’t the picturesque experience many portray it to be. There, I said it. It feels oddly freeing to express this sentiment, as if I’m frolicking through a wildflower field, embracing the reality of unfiltered imperfection.
While I don’t want to come across as a total downer (I prefer “Pragmatic Pat” over “Negative Nancy”), I’ve been itching to share my true feelings about pregnancy. When women speak about the beauty and empowerment of carrying life, I can’t help but think two things: 1) I’m genuinely thrilled for them but also a tad envious of their glowing confidence, and 2) I wonder if they’re putting on a brave face, fearing that admitting anything less than bliss might label them as bad mothers.
Now, don’t get me wrong—I see the beauty in other expectant mothers, just not in myself. Here are some of the less-than-glamorous experiences I faced during my pregnancies that certainly didn’t make me feel like a runway model:
1. The Surprise Leak
During my first pregnancy, I was blissfully unaware of the possibility that my breasts could start leaking. Seriously, why didn’t anyone give me a heads-up? I was only 12 weeks along when it happened at a grocery store. A young cashier was scanning my items, and suddenly I noticed him fumbling around, casting awkward glances at my shirt. I thought he was intrigued by the clever slogan on my T-shirt, but oh, how wrong I was! When I got home, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and was horrified to see large, dark wet patches on my shirt. Talk about a confidence killer. Not exactly the image of beauty I had in mind.
2. The Unexpected Release
Picture this: I’m en route to a wedding with my partner, when suddenly a noxious smell fills the car. I was convinced it was him, and my pregnant hormones kicked into overdrive. Little did I know, the odor was my own fault! I found myself in tears, worried about my body’s rebellious ways. Who knew pregnancy could lead to such embarrassing moments?
3. Help, I Can’t See!
During my pregnancies, my vision mysteriously deteriorated. My eyes seemed to forget their primary role—seeing! I found myself squinting at everything, which definitely didn’t add to my charm. Apparently, my body decided my eyeballs should share their moisture with the baby. So, I guess I’ll be brushing up on braille for the next round.
4. Razor Burn, Anyone?
Anyone else notice their leg hair growing at an alarming speed during pregnancy? Shaving became a daily chore I was not prepared for. If only I had embraced the no-shave trend back then, I’d have saved myself a lot of time and frustration!
5. Drought-Style Skin
Let’s not forget about dry skin. My pregnancy days left me feeling like a walking, talking dust bunny. As a naturally pale redhead, this only emphasized my ghostly complexion. I could practically audition for a role in a vampire film!
Despite all of this, I genuinely don’t dislike being pregnant. I’ve had two relatively smooth experiences, and I wouldn’t trade them for anything when it comes to my wonderful children. However, I’ll be honest: I don’t feel beautiful, empowered, or glamorous during those nine months. Instead, I often feel large, slightly blind, leaky, and gassy.
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In summary, pregnancy can be far from glamorous, filled with unexpected challenges and awkward moments. But amidst the chaos, the joy of bringing new life into the world shines through.