So I decided this weekend that there really is nothing that you can say to a pregnant lady that will make her feel good about her size. I posted some pictures on our family website and one of my sister's said that I still looked too skinny and that I wasn't showing at all. Now as flattering as that SHOULD be, I have to say that I was a little offended considering I've gained between 15 and 20 lbs, which is a little more than I'm supposed to have gained right now. So really it's not MY fault. Funny that such a comment would make me feel like I was failing as a pregnant woman. That somehow I wasn't gaining enough, or that I was doing something that was going to somehow harm my child. Two days later my little sister (who is 18) came into town and she saw me for the first time since I got pregnant. Her comment was "Wow, you look a lot more pregnant than you do in the pictures . . . Not that you really look that pregnant, you look really good. . . Did I just offend you?" It was kind of comical that she back tracked because the comment wasn't really that bad, and I wasn't offended, but again, it just didn't make me feel good. So I've got one sister who thinks I'm too skinny and one who thinks I look WAY pregnant in person. LOL. That's how it feels when you're pregnant. Really bothers me that no matter how nice a person is trying to be, I always feel like "How about you just don't comment on my size at all?" So then the next day I was shopping with my hubby when we ran into a woman who I've known since I was ten or eleven years old. Her comment "You know, I wouldn't have known you were pregnant had I not already heard it from (blank)". Again, the comment kind of nagged at me because I feel like I look like a fat cow and I'm sitting there thinking "Wait, I look like this regularly? Pre-pregnancy? I'm going to go SHOOT MYSELF!!! Or wait, even better, I'll go drown my sorrows about my pregnany weight in MORE FOOD!!! YEAH!!!" And the final comment that was probably the one that I felt couldn't be taken in a wrong way was when we ran into one of Josh's friends who I've only met once or twice. Josh told him I was pregnant and he was like "I thought so, but I wasn't going to say anything just in case I was wrong." It made me smile. But anyway, the point of all of this rambling is that I think that you just can't ever say the right thing to a pregnant lady about her size, so best would be to just not comment about it at all. But I have to say that my top five things that I love about pregnancy are:
5. It gives you a glimpse into (sort of) what it feels like to be 20, 30, 40 lbs heavier than you are pre-pregnancy. It's been a real motivator for me to make sure that I start exercising now, and continue even after my baby is born because the aches and pains which I'm experiencing now are not worth the joys of over-eating or no exercising.
4. Even though I'm sure this will be ten times more when the baby is actually born, but it makes you think about somebody else CONSTANTLY. I can't tell you how many times I've sat there thinking about what my baby is going to be like, whether what I'm doing is going to be good for the baby, waiting for her to move so I can just feel her inside me.
3. I never thought I'd say this, but I'm enthralled at the changes that are happening to my body. Easiest example, I've been steadily losing my belly button since about 3 months along. And at 5 1/2 months or so I think it's finally gone. It's been an adventure to watch it get shallower and shallower. It will probably become an outie in the next few weeks, and I know I'm going to get a kick out of that.
2. I love how much everybody tries to do for me. I've had more doors opened for me, I've had more people be courteous, ask me if I need some help carrying something. Just little things in stores, I get smiles, people moving their carts out of my way instead of just shoving me aside. It's rather amusing to watch sometimes.
1. And number one thing I love about being pregnant: I love feeling my little girl kick. Even though it's started into the painful side of it as she gets bigger, I think it's one of the coolest things on earth to feel her moving inside me. I already know that's the thing I'm going to miss the most.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Holidays
This weekend has been crazy and yet so good. I enjoy being around so many of my family and Josh's family. It was great! There were some funny and fun events that happened (besides the actual holiday), so that's what this blog is about I guess.
First of all, my brother Rob and his wife Cami had their first little baby girl on Saturday. She's the most adorable little thing you could ever find. She has so much black hair and really dark skin. My older sister said something like "If I didn't know Cami better I'd say that wasn't Rob's baby." But the baby has his eyes and his nose. And the poor little thing was a bit swollen after thirty hours of hard labor and being suctioned/forceped out of her comfortable little habitat. She has the cutest little cry (not a Hunter baby cry at all). I couldn't get over how something that little could be that big. And how something that big could have fit into my sister in law's stomach just hours before. Both mother and baby are doing well, though both are a little traumatized and sore.
As for the funny, my niece Gabby came up to me on Sunday at our family dinner and says "Aunt Stacey, you have a baby in your tummy?" So I told her yes and she said "So you don't get to eat?" And I said yes, I get to eat and tried to explain that my baby is in one part of my stomach and the food goes in another part. I demonstrated by pointing to the bottom part of my stomach for the baby and the top part for the food. So she looked a little confused and then said "So the food gets on the baby?" It was way cute. After explaining that no, the baby is protected so that nothing can hurt it or get on it, she then sits there for a second and after thinking a minute says "Aunt Stacey, is your baby going to be cute?" It made me laugh pretty hard.
Anyway, holidays were just awesome, and it's my 22 birthday today. Happy birthday to me! I can't believe that it's my birthday again. This year has seemed to drag in some ways, now all of the sudden it's over and I have no idea how it passed so quickly. Soon I'll have a baby, and I'll have no idea how it got here. But I love life right now, and I guess that's all that matters.
First of all, my brother Rob and his wife Cami had their first little baby girl on Saturday. She's the most adorable little thing you could ever find. She has so much black hair and really dark skin. My older sister said something like "If I didn't know Cami better I'd say that wasn't Rob's baby." But the baby has his eyes and his nose. And the poor little thing was a bit swollen after thirty hours of hard labor and being suctioned/forceped out of her comfortable little habitat. She has the cutest little cry (not a Hunter baby cry at all). I couldn't get over how something that little could be that big. And how something that big could have fit into my sister in law's stomach just hours before. Both mother and baby are doing well, though both are a little traumatized and sore.
As for the funny, my niece Gabby came up to me on Sunday at our family dinner and says "Aunt Stacey, you have a baby in your tummy?" So I told her yes and she said "So you don't get to eat?" And I said yes, I get to eat and tried to explain that my baby is in one part of my stomach and the food goes in another part. I demonstrated by pointing to the bottom part of my stomach for the baby and the top part for the food. So she looked a little confused and then said "So the food gets on the baby?" It was way cute. After explaining that no, the baby is protected so that nothing can hurt it or get on it, she then sits there for a second and after thinking a minute says "Aunt Stacey, is your baby going to be cute?" It made me laugh pretty hard.
Anyway, holidays were just awesome, and it's my 22 birthday today. Happy birthday to me! I can't believe that it's my birthday again. This year has seemed to drag in some ways, now all of the sudden it's over and I have no idea how it passed so quickly. Soon I'll have a baby, and I'll have no idea how it got here. But I love life right now, and I guess that's all that matters.
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