I’m convinced that the “condition” of pregnancy is one of the most challenging to wrap your brain around. Here, you spend close to 9 months, dealing with a few, it not ALL of the most random symptoms (some of them very debilitating, mind you) all the while you can’t really complain, because of the most incredible end result. And the crazy thing is, you would do it 5 lifetimes over for that child.
We had our regular check-up yesterday with my OBGYN (or Doctor Vagina, according to Abby…don’t ask) whom we LOVE who reminded me that its ok to HATE being pregnant, and then proceeded to raise her hand in the air, and “confess” that, as an OB, she HATED being pregnant (which she says is like a cardinal sin to admit). I sat there on the fabulous stirrup table, close to tears as I reminded her that women don’t typically talk about how much they hated pregnancy, then she reminded me that parents also don’t talk about their children when they’re bad, even through you know they are on occasion. I needed to hear that.
So, I need to confess… I HATE being pregnant, and 6 weeks to go DOES feel like an eternity. While my husband and all my fabulous girlfriends around me think I’m “so cute”, I’m done and just want to hold this little baby IN MY ARMS!
Well, here’s my question. We have a lot of readers to this blog, and I’m sure many of you are women who have had children. Be honest…did you LOVE or HATE being preggers.
Please comment! Oh please. This is totally FMI (For My Information), the morning after another sleepless night. Help a Sister out!