Positives
September 29th, 2009
I have noticed that when one is pregnant, one has many things to complain about. Usually these complaints are totally justified because of how much pregnancy changes a body. Morning sickness, back aches, weight gain, mood swings, and placenta brain (just to name a few) make some pregnant women totally miserable. However, in the last few weeks I have also noticed that there are quite a few things that I personally enjoy about being pregnant. This is a post about those things.
1) Seeing your baby before he pops out. I have had quite a few ultrasounds because of my fat uterus. Remember how I posted about this? Dr. Chaplain always thinks that I am measuring too big. So at first, it was maybe because I was having twins -Britten and Branda. In reality though… fat uterus. Then it was maybe because I had too much fluid. Got another ultrasound and… fat uterus strikes again! Recently it was feared that our child was ginormous (which wouldn’t totally surprise me as Brandon was almost 11 pounds when he was born). But wouldn’t you know… fat ute.
However, during this last ultrasound we got to see the sweetest little mugshot that ever was:
I especially love how he’s doing that little crooked hand-to-the-mouth move because if you were able to look at me when I sleep (which for the record would be very creepy, so please don’t), you would see me demonstrating the same move. It’s proof that I’m the mother.
2) My model hair. I have a lot of hair to begin. Some would even venture to call it “big.” But something with the vitamins and being pregnant makes it crazy healthy. AND it never falls out. Which is a totally new phenomenon. Before I got pregnant, I was really into shedding in a big way. One time in high school, I found a bird’s nest that was constructed primarily of my cast-away strands of hair. No joke.
3) My shower! Now this hasn’t happened yet, but I just love a good party.
4) People being really nice. I like to think that I’m a pretty nice person and that I am treated well because I treat others well. But when you’re pregnant you can be totally crabby and people will still be nice to you. Not that I’m taking advantage of this. I just mean that people assume you’re kind of uncomfortable and because of that, you can’t like, pick stuff up off the ground. Which technically, I probably could pick it up myself, but I don’t want to. So all the niceness just makes my day.
I guess that’s it. It’s only a list of four, but at least I am stopping along pregnancy way to smell the roses.
34 weeks