OK, don’t get me wrong. I love my kids, but I really don’t like pregnancy. Unrealistically, I wish a stork brought me my baby or I could be super rich and hire a surrogate. In our society, it feels like there is this pressure or expectation for expecting moms to love being pregnant. But that’s not always the case. I do have moments of bliss where my 3-year-old will hug or kiss my growing belly, and I like to feel my baby move as reassurance – but other than that, I don’t love all the things that come along with pregnancy (especially the five factors below).
I just busted my behind over the past year and a half to lose 70 pounds. I went through terrible postpartum depression after I had my daughter three and a half years ago and gained a lot of weight. I gained 50 pounds with both of my pregnancies and I have already gained 30 pounds with my current pregnancy and I am not even in my third trimester yet. I wish I could say I am craving salads and everything healthy but I am not. As a matter of fact, I knew I was pregnant a week before I took the pregnancy test because I was craving McDonald’s chicken nuggets with sweet and sour sauce. I seriously only crave those things while I am pregnant. Some women look like gorgeous pregnancy goddesses. I look more like a swollen whale.
I have Gastroesophageal Reflux Disease. In layman’s terms that means really bad heartburn and acid reflux even when I am not pregnant. So when I am pregnant my acid reflux and heartburn are a million times worse. I go through a bottle of Tums and Mylanta like a child with a candy bar. I literally had to get up and drive to my local drug store at 11 p.m. two nights ago to buy more Mylanta due to poor planning on my part.
If I read something touching I cry. If I watch an emotional movie I cry. Sometimes I just cry for no reason at all! Geez. I am not like this while I am not pregnant and I don’t like being so emotional.
I will admit that my current pregnancy has not been so awful with morning sickness. However, when I was pregnant with my daughter three years ago I was miserable. I threw up the entire pregnancy. I found that Sea-Bands helped a little bit. Some women experience Hyperemesis Gravidarum and I truly feel bad for those women. Thankfully I have not experienced it myself, but what I have experienced is bad enough to make me hate it.
When I am not pregnant I sleep like a baby. When I am pregnant I have strange vivid dreams almost every night. These dreams keep me from getting into a deep sleep and keep me awake for hours at a time. I had a dream/nightmare the other night that one of the football players who was recently injured for the Gamecocks was a serial killer. Really?! How crazy is that?! And what would cause me to dream something along those lines?
I, of course, can not wait to hold and snuggle my new bundle of joy in February. But this pregnancy thing is for the birds. Who else will raise their hand with me and say, “Yes! I too do not enjoy pregnancy!” Maybe in a few years when I get to hold someone else’s newborn and breathe in their baby scent I will come back to this article and be reminded that I will always want another baby, but I don’t want to be pregnant again.