Let’s talk about the hard parts of pregnancy, the things that most women are scared to admit.
First off, there’s a lot of positive stages of pregnancy and it’s all very exciting. But there are so many other pieces that are annoying, frustrating, drive you mental, tough both emotionally and physically, straining on your relationship, and the list can go on.
I don’t want this to come off as if I’m complaining about my pregnancy. I had a pretty easy one thankfully and for the most part, have enjoyed it. I just want to be transparent and to share my experiences that I know many other women go through.
When my breasts swelled up in that first month or so, stretch marks followed. I was embarrassed someone would see in the summer, and after months of using creams, they are only faintly there. They have also appeared on my hips, thighs, inner thighs but thankfully not my belly. I know most are temporary, but I also do know most will be there forever and won’t entirely fade away.
I started off on the heavier side, was going to the gym 3-4 times a week trying to lose weight to get to a healthier weight for my height and age. But then I got pregnant and fretted over gaining those extra pounds. So I stressed for months about what I ate, how much exercise I should get while also feeling like shit and exhausted. Refusing to weigh myself at my mid-wife for months, and now in my third trimester, I feel a little bit more relaxed about it. I didn’t gain an excessive amount thanks to my cravings for fruit and salads and smoothies instead of fast food or vast enormities of chips and snacks. Not saying I didn’t indulge once in a while, but we stuck to a more healthier diet at home.
I’m not one that thrives on less than 7 hours of sleep… but I guess those days are over. The constant need to get up to pee throughout the night, the heartburn that keeps you up or nausea that won’t let you sleep. Nevermind for the first 7 months I couldn’t take a nap without feeling like absolute garbage. So I couldn’t even catch up during the day. And at 39 weeks I feel uncomfortable in bed, I just dread going to mine at night.
My feet are now swollen at the end of the day and so is most of my body. Tough to get on shoes, even my socks leave marks on my feet. I turn to have a bath with Epson salts every night, which I love, soaking and catching up with my reality TV.
I had all these expectations we would have lots after the first semester, they tell you it will be the best. Well, that didn’t happen. Not like I didn’t want to, but most nights you’re tired, or sore or have that fucking heartburn. So I stressed about having sex before the baby is born just because I know it might be a while, and different and not the same.
I haven’t experienced this yet, but I’m prepared somewhat for all the not so great things about to happen. Wearing diapers, bleeding everywhere, burning while peeing, leaking out of my tits, dry nipples. Except that I see that no one talks about this as openly, everyone tends to sugarcoat how they are doing, and I mean, some may have it easier than others, but we all know that it occurs and it’s not easy while also adjusting to having a newborn to care for.
There has not been a pregnancy glow for me, in fact, I’m still breaking out like a 13-year-old teenager over here. With scarring left behind that I will try to fix later this year. Terrific, the one thing I was hoping for was the better skin they say you get. I got screwed on that one.
Hormones are a bitch. I cry sometimes for no reason, I pick fights with Curtis that turn explosive, I’m moody and sometimes feel so lonely. Which I know might change since I’ll have a mini-me clung to me all day soon. But I’ve lost friends this pregnancy and some of my friends I think just forget to call me or include me in going out because they think I can’t.. which is bullshit. Just because I’m pregnant doesn’t mean I’m housebound. I still want to go out, I like getting dressed and doing my makeup and hair and leaving my house to socialize. No-one told me that I would find out how shitty some people are.
Not something I’m terribly worried about, I don’t have a set in stone birth plan and I know it can change. Also too late to turn back now, this baby is coming out somehow. It’s just the whole process and prepping to be draining both emotionally and physically. I also like having control over things, so knowing that might not be the case stresses me out a little.
Not being able to travel on a whim, go out for dinner or plan nights out with friends. I think I might selfish on this one, but I will miss all of that. Sure life might be nice in a different way, but definitely really different. You now have to worry about babysitters, traveling with kids or if the grandparents and siblings want to babysit while you try to go away for a weekend.
Ours will change, it has changed I think since becoming pregnant with all the physical and emotional changes that have happened. But sleep deprivation, worrying about someone else besides just the two of you, money, intimacy or maybe lack of for a bit, ya that’s all going to be fun for any relationship. Can you catch my sarcasm?
Am I alone on these? Have you experienced these hard parts during your pregnancy? Let’s start a conversation in the comments. And if you are stressed about pregnancy, I also shared a few things you might not have known about.
What a beautifully honest post… yes I think most people have the same worries and doubts during pregnancy but there are a lot of changes happening quickly in our bodies. As they say time heals everything or at least most things. You will be just fine and come out the other end like all the rest of us. You have created a beautiful new being that is going to love and depend on you as much as you will them. Life changed but look forward to all the wonderful experiences your going to have as a little family, there are many and try not to dwell on the negative aspects of daily life. And don’t worry your personal relationship with each other will blossom and grow again! And most important remember ‘Your beautiful! Never forget that! 😘❤️
Yes to it all. That fucking heartburn is THE WORST. No one warned me about leg cramps – oh my freaking god they hurt. No one warned me about prodromal labour – horrific! Oh and that first time can take months after baby for you to feel comfortable doing it… and it’s… not fun. Also, just wait for the postpartum hormone night sweats! Soaked!
It’s a crazy thing our body’s do. It’s about to get a whole lot crazier, and as a mom to a 2 year old, I can tell you I still cry… a lot.
I’m heat for you, whenever. Just fire me a text or Instagram DM or whatever. Just vent. No judgement, ever.