Thirty-six and a half weeks down….

I’ve learned a great deal about life in general while being pregnant. I’ve learned that our bodies really are amazing. A fact that escaped me when I was pregnant the first time at a very young eighteen. I’ve learned that hormones can be a powerful thing… and not always in a good way. I’ve learned that just when you thought your belly couldn’t get any bigger, it does and that no matter how much weight you have or have not gained, you still can’t bend over and touch the floor (or the numerous objects you continually drop) from a seated position. I’ve learned that if the floor wasn’t so cold, the master bathroom might be a viable sleep option since I am in there 4-6 times a night anyway.

I’ve learned that people, no matter who they are and what their intention are bound to say things that they (probably) don’t perceive as rude, but that any other pregnant woman on the planet would agree is in fact rude. The following are included in that list:

“You must be so over being pregnant!” - No, not exactly. Not every pregnant woman on the planet is miserable just waiting to get the baby out of her! However, even MORE rude than the initial assumption that you are indeed miserable is the follow up after you tell them how great your pregnancy is and how great you feel – “Well, that is just so unfair!” – Why don’t they just say, “I was miserable and I wish you were too!”

“Wow! You are HUGE!” - Thanks, I didn’t FEEL HUGE ENOUGH before you said that!

“OMG! You are even bigger than you were yesterday!!” - Really?? Even if that were true, must it be pointed out?

“You look like you could have that baby RIGHT NOW!” – Except that I’m not due for five weeks – so probably not!

“Are you SURE there’s just one in there??” – No, we decided to make it a surprise?!

“Oh… You’re pregnant???” – Seriously??? Do you think I’m just this big WITHOUT carrying a baby around in my uterus for the last 36 weeks??

And last but not least… Calling me any name other than my own. Included but not limited to; Fatty, Chunky, Preggo, etc.

I’ve come to accept all of the above as just a part of being pregnant and truthfully, I’ve enjoyed every single minute of it. The only part I haven’t accepted is that in four weeks or less – everything about our lives will change.

Stay Tuned…