Let's talk the ugly truth of pregnancy. I'm nearing my due date as every day passes (I think I have 23 days left. Maybe less, maybe more. I'm not sure what the Man upstairs has planned.) but with all the glory that comes with giving birth there's also the just downright ugly side of pregnancy. And I would like to complain about that side. Right now.
37 weeks. Quite possibly the quickest 37 weeks of my life
Let's start with stretch marks. To those beautiful women who went all nine months without a single mark on their stomach or boobs, I envy you. Seriously envy you. I went 7.5 months without them. I was thinking I was going to make it all 9 months (what a joke) without a single stretch mark. I woke up one day and was SADLY mistaken. I was covered with the horrendous purple squiggly lines under my navel area. I don't know if they were showing up gradually and I wasn't paying attention but I looked one morning and there they were in all its glory. I remember calling Farris crying like crazy. "I finally got stretch marks. They're the one thing that makes me self conscious about my body and now I have a ton of them!" His response "So? I guess you can probably get surgery to remove them..." So comforting.. Ha. They warn you about these but I was not prepared for them. All my girlfriends are like "oh it's just a badge of honor". YEAH, RIGHT. Please note that I used all kinds of creams. Mainly Mama Mio's Belly Butter and also Burt Bee Mama Bee butter. Clearly none of them helped. Thank you genetics.And if stretch marks weren't bad enough you also have to deal with a plethora of emotions. I can cry on command. Farris can tell me that I look bigger today than I did yesterday and I will start bawling like crazy. We were driving down the street and he said "Do you think that honey bun will help you lose weight after the baby?" and I just started crying like crazy. No that honey bun won't help me lose weight but it will help make me feel better right now!! We are a very sarcastic couple and we can be really crass with each other but he's been walking on eggshells with me since I've been pregnant. I cried during Friday Night Lights (the TV show) and when I ran out of my favorite mascara. #saywhat?Then there's the ultimate discomfort of being a whale. I seriously probably toss and turn about 50 times before I go to sleep. I don't know how Farris falls asleep when I'm over there rolling around like a pig in shi*. I have a body pillow that I am absolutely in love with but some nights it just does not do the job. To make things worse when Farris and I lay on the couch together he has to help push me up because my little arms don't have the strength to push my 25 lb belly up. My hips hurt. My knees hurt. My feet start to hurt after twenty minutes of standing. My back hurts. Is this what aging feels like?Don't get me wrong. I am 37 weeks in and I have been blessed with a wonderful pregnancy. I never experienced morning sickness, constipation, or any of the common downfalls of pregnancy. But the few that I have experienced have really made me be like "what the heck!??!?" Pregnancy is such a beautiful thing but I will be very happy when I can lay on my back without having to worry about my Vena Cava.All that being said, I feel blessed and lucky every day that pretty soon I will have my own son who looks up to me and calls me mama. I'm pretty darn blessed.www.gabriellenm.blogspot.com
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