This is my first post ever! I'm 33 weeks pregnant with my second child. First an introduction: I am a mother of a 4 year old, Sophie, wife to Mike and living in Silly Valley. I started to write this blog because I wanted a place to park my thoughts and observations on stuff that is happening to me. If you gain some insight, comfort or a hearty guffaw from hearing my anecdotes, then great - this blog has done its job. If not, then fine - you've just wasted about 15+ minutes of your life reading my words...ha!
On pregnancy: After my first pregnancy (uncomfortable)/delivery(scary)/post-partum experience (whacked), I swore to many friends over drinks, coffee, lunch, dinner, snacks, park benches, long car rides, grocery store aisles, gym locker rooms, and farmers' markets that I would never have a second child. I was serious. My husband wanted more but I was resolute. What changed my mind? The classic sign: something was missing. Our family needed one more member and I was the biologically chosen one to pony up for the team. Flash forward to today and I'm large and not in charge of anything! My body is unwieldy, clumsy and my brain is mush.
On babies: They are so cute but deceiving bundles of work, pain, joy and love.
On rude people during pregnancy: I've had so many people tell me that I look "HUGE". I've heard several comments including:
- Are you sure there is only one?
- You look like you're going to pop last week ( I was about 25 wks at that point)
- My personal favorite: What do you got in there?
So my advice to the general public (not just men since all of the comments above were FROM WOMEN!!!), is to shut the heck up when you see a pregnant woman (no matter how large and not in charge she looks) and say as one nice elderly woman did to me in Menlo Park on Santa Cruz Ave., "You look beautiful!"
