This pregnancy has been the single most significant thing I’ve done thus far in life and I’m in awe of what my body has accomplished. While almost every fiber of my being is ready for my son to be born – due to my physical discomfort and overwhelming excitement to meet him – there is also a small part of me that's feeling nostalgic and sad to see this journey end.
As I reflect back upon the past (almost) 40 weeks I realize that the things I’ll miss most are also the same things I can't wait to be done with. Just like two different sides of the same coin, my pros have somehow also become my cons!
1. I’ll miss: feeling my son kick. No one besides me knows the feeling of his movements inside my belly. Every kick, roll and hiccup is shared between us alone, and I cherish this.
I won’t miss: feeling my son kick endlessly when I’m trying to sleep, or when his movements seem to threaten the structure of my rib cage.
2. I’ll miss: the shape of my body. I love how it has responded to my pregnancy, I feel beautiful and feminine.
I won’t miss: the shape of my body, mostly because I can’t bend over. I struggle to shower and it takes double, if not triple the time just to get dressed. Nothing works like it once did and I miss being able to shave my legs.
3. I’ll miss: the changes in my body. My skin is glowing and my hair is thick and healthy.
I won’t miss: the changes in my body. I have zero bladder control, I’m always sweating and edema has turned my feet into ham hocks.
4. I’ll miss: the physical inability to perform household chores. I can’t bend over, I’m on bed rest and I struggle just to reach the bathroom before my bladder gives out. In short, no one expects me to clean the house. It’s almost liberating.
I won’t miss: the physical inability to perform household chores. I truly enjoy cleaning, and while I appreciate this break it will be nice to be able to at least dust again.
5. I’ll miss: the anticipation of the unknown. Each day has felt like Christmas Eve, wondering what he’ll look like or how it will feel to hold him in my arms.
I won’t miss: the anticipation of the unknown. Not knowing how the final few weeks will unfold is torture. Will he come early, will my water break, how will I handle contractions? I can’t take it anymore!
6. I’ll miss: the food cravings. Pregnancy has changed my palette, and foods I previously had no taste for I now crave. It’s like my taste buds have been on a world tour for 40 weeks.
I won’t miss: the food cravings. Two words: acid reflux. The spicy, the salty, the exotic...what am I thinking?
7. I’ll miss: the interest from strangers. From holding open doors to the kind smiles and nods, people can be so nice and supportive. I have felt such a sense of community thanks to my bump.
I won’t miss: the interest from strangers. From touching my bump to asking wildly personal questions, people can be inappropriate. For some reason being visibly pregnant seems to imply to others that boundaries no longer exist.
8. I’ll miss: maternity clothes. The endless capacity to stretch and forgive, and the waistlines that are essentially nonexistent really have been a joy.
I won’t miss: maternity clothes. In my experience there is no such thing as a comfortable maternity jean. I’ve been wearing dresses only for the past four months, I miss pants.
9. I’ll miss: all the checkups. You don’t have to be a hypochondriac to appreciate the constant medical attention. Besides checking on my son I can also have every sneeze evaluated...several times a week.
I won’t miss: all the checkups. In addition to weekly checkups I also have nonstress tests twice weekly. I’m at my doctor’s office more than anywhere else, some days I wonder why I can’t just move in as opposed to constantly trekking back and forth.
10. I’ll miss: extra attention from loved ones. They are so kind, always checking in and seeing how I’m doing.
I won’t miss: extra attention from loved ones. Please stop texting/calling/emailing to ask ”how much longer?” I’ll let you know, okay?
Photo credit: Becky Vieira
This post was originally published August 2016.
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