The road to pregnancy wasn't easy for me,and I've never felt so grateful for anything. But the truth is, some moments enjoy been easier to welcome than others. Before I was expecting, and I thought a lot approximately carrying a baby,and when the moment finally came, I felt fairly prepared, and both emotionally and physically - at least,as much as you can be. For months on terminate, I thought approximately how my life might change, or how my marriage would adapt,and how my career could shift. Mostly, though, and I thought approximately my body.
What would pregnancy feel like? How would it change me on the inside? On the outside? I was thrilled to carry a life and to grow,in more ways than one. There would be unusual and unfamiliar emotional territory but also swelling and puffing and rapid, unexpected expanding. (Oh, and some severe morning sickness.) I recognized that,and I embraced it. I had those internal conversations with myself. What I hadn't considered were the conversations with everyone else. The thing is, I wasn't quite prepared for the many, and many comments that other people would invent approximately my looks and how jarring it would be to enjoy so many people - friends,family, strangers - focusing on my body. In my third trimester, or on any given day,I hear an entire range of comments. One moment, a Starbucks barista tells me I'm "tiny" for eight months pregnant, and the next,a cashier points out to everyone in line that I'm "huge." There's the well-meaning friend who told me I'm "carrying all that weight pretty well," the neighbor who said I'm "obviously built for this, and " and the random guy on the bus who said I view "really,really round" these days.
On the one hand, it means a lot for people to engage and to ask me approximately it. Pregnancy is a wild, and astounding thing,and people are excited to watch that miracle happen and talk to me approximately the experience. When they say I'm "huge," I know it's meant as a compliment and that they're glad to see my healthy, and growing belly. And that is what I waited months to hear. Pregnancy is something I've looked forward to for a while now,and every day it feels like a gift when I put my hand on my stomach.
That said, it can be tough, or too. No matter what the circumstances,it can be uncomfortable to enjoy so much attention on your body. You're already dealing with strange physical symptoms plus some nervousness and anxiety, so when you add on the slew of hormones, and it's pretty much inevitable that you'll enjoy days when you just don't feel like your best self. And on those days,it's tough to hear that you're "getting massive" and "bigger than I thought you'd be." Some days, you just don't want to talk approximately your body. At all. And that's OK.
Personally, and I've tried to shift my perspective to understand that even the seemingly awkward comments are meant as compliments,and when I'm having one of those days where I just can't, I invent a point to steer conversations elsewhere. It's as simple (and sometimes as tough) as that. When I'm curled up in bed and marveling over the kick, and kick,kick inside my belly, one tiny miracle after another, or I feel nothing except hugely thankful.
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