Confession: I Don’t Miss Being Pregnant

So many times do come across moms on social media claiming how much they miss being pregnant, but rarely have I heard anyone actually say it in person. I will say that I had a fairly easy pregnancy but that doesn’t mean I miss it. The way I look at it: I carried for 40 weeks and two days and that was more than enough! 

When I first found out I was pregnant, I was actually on my way to an all-inclusive resort in Punta Cana, Dominican Republic. I think that moment set the stage for how I would feel during the majority of my pregnancy. I had FOMO like a MOFO! 

I started showing way earlier than I expected so there was no hiding the fact that I was pregnant to hang out with my friends at some of my favorite spots that just so happened to be bars. Of course I didn’t want to go drink but my favorite spots had some of the best food! And let’s face it, it’s not the same to get the food to-go; the bar atmosphere was part of the experience. 

Once I came to terms with the mental aspect of being pregnant—and the fact that my life had already begun to change for someone who hadn’t yet arrived—the physical changes made it that much harder to accept that I had to endure this discomfort for almost ten months. That’s almost a year, you guys! 

Reasons I Don’t Miss Being Pregnant

I worked out throughout my pregnancy with the mindset that I was training for labor but there were some physical changes that were inevitable; swollen feet were among those. Thankfully, I only had to deal with swollen feet during the last month of pregnancy because walking around on what felt like tender water balloons was the absolute worst! I also had to deal with numbness in my right arm that woke me up out of my sleep those nights when heartburn decided to give me a break. There’s a long list of things that they don’t tell you about pregnancy but I’ll spare you in this post. 

While I don’t necessarily miss being pregnant, I do miss the feelings of anticipation, having something to look forward to, and learning my ability to love someone I’d never met. But now, that anticipation is different. I wake up every day wondering what new thing our son is going to show us he’s learned. It’s so exciting! Some days he’s picked up on one of our good habits—like cleaning up after himself—and other days he reminds us just how much we have to mind our actions in front of him. 

Today marks 17 months since I was pregnant. I’m thankful to have been able to carry and deliver my son safely but let’s just say I’m a little more thankful to have my body back! 

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