........even when you know that it may be the longest, most painful, tearful, slow and exhausting, feeling fat, overweight, unglamorous, 9 months + about another 18 years of your life!!!. And this is all supposed to be worth it. Please come back in a few decades (if i'm on the planet) and ask me that question.
Here is a list just 10 things (i wont bother with the 50 other things) I miss.....
1. Drinks - I mean the kind that makes you feel like you died and went to heaven.
2. Cigarettes - okay I know that sermon. bat habit etc etc. But I do miss it sometimes. Though not as much as i thought I would
3. Wearing regular sized clothes and not my husbands jackets which I hope I never have to wear again. Ever. I look like a sack of potatoes!
4. Working out. Walking not waddling.
5. Travelling.
6. Sleeping in any position i want and at anytime - without being Kicked.
7. Coffee
8. Wearing any footwear I want to. Specially heels.
9. Driving around town whenever I want to and not counting the portholes and assholes on the road
10. Asking friends to get me nice things from Duty Free Shopping instead of Diapers!
The last 37 years I felt like Amitabh Bacchan in Sholay or a Shehenshah - doing things at lightening speed and being a super hero. Errrr.......suddenly the humbling thought dawned on me that I am now a very pregnant Amitabh Bacchan who takes forever to apply cream on my legs after a bath because I cannot reach my own body parts!! @$^@%&%@@&*@&
Still, its important to handle it with some humour and remain as distracted as possible.
For eg. All work is done in slow motion. Simple things that I took for granted like sitting and standing are now listed under "task" to begin with.
Everywhere you go you are asked to sit down as if you are Unwell. So i have to constant re-enforce to people that I'm Pregnant not Unwell.
When they say that its not easy to bear a baby for 9 months one has no idea what they are telling you. But sin
ce I am at 34 weeks, I can only be grateful that I can Move! At 37, this is my first child and I have no (relatively lesser than most women) complaints about the physical aspect. A little pain is what one goes through while at a beauty saloon too. Only difference is that this is a little extended and you don't feel pampered. Instead, get used to being kicked every few minutes. Since i haven't been through labour yet, i cant comment on that aspect but I'm sure that will want to skip that part in any of my pregnancy stories.
Still, its important to handle it with some humour and remain as distracted as possible.
For eg. All work is done in slow motion. Simple things that I took for granted like sitting and standing are now listed under "task" to begin with.
Everywhere you go you are asked to sit down as if you are Unwell. So i have to constant re-enforce to people that I'm Pregnant not Unwell.
The last few months I have oscillated between being singularly focussed in not loosing "myself" to saying "what the heck". I often hear parents complain that they have lost themselves and thier minds since they kids. No reversing the clock now people!........go fight soldier!!! No one said it was going to be easy.
Big question asked these days is - do you think its a boy or girl.
Frankly, I don't care. As long as the child is a sweetie pie. Otherwise, you can have him/her.
The above are only some passing thoughts about my current state of mind and body. It can turn ugly or nice depending on the situation. But there is no turning back the clock now. Go fight soldier. :-)
