Now that hubs and I are actively trying to conceive, I find myself hyper watching my body for signals that I am pregnant. It’s a little confusing to be looking for the same signs in anticipation that I once looked for with fear or anxiety. My breasts are tender – what does it mean? There is spotting – what does it mean? Am I being crazy? Well, of course, but crazier than usual?
And what an odd commitment to make. To spend 250 some-odd days with another human being gestating inside me! Yikes. To commit to spending 1/4 of my likely life-span taking care of them. To watch my stomach stretch and grow and my body change drastically. To change in a way that I cannot back out of. I like an open door. I may not use it, but I like to know it is there.
Yep. Babies change everything. Unless you’re Barbie (or rather, Midge.) Then you can get your figure back after your painless birth. And plastic babies are very quiet, I hear.
Tags: anxiety, barbie, breasts, fun, pregnancy, spotting, worry
September 14, 2010 at 11:07 pm |
I know how your mind likes to works, so I’m not going to tell you not to obsess over every little sign your body may give you and consequently drive you crazy
Instead I shall put out to the universe my wishes for a easy and anxiety free conception.
September 15, 2010 at 5:27 am |
i remember very clearly going through the exact same thing. i was obsessed with my body’s signals and googled ‘signs of pregnancy constantly.’ and guess what? when i was finally pregnant with bugaboo i missed it for a whole week. the only sign i got was that i missed my period.
when i had the princess i think i knew the second i conceived. i had all the signals.
ya never, ever know.
xoxox
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