With all of the wonderful chaos that goes along with prepping to become first-time parents, I wouldn’t change it for anything. It’s the very reason why this blog has been so neglected, and while I had every intention to document my pregnancy journey, some things I’m happy to keep private. I mean really, no one needs to be filled in on how I was hung over the toilet for what seemed like a lifetime during my entire first trimester (technically it was morning sickness…but I also had mid-afternoon and late at night sickness so whatever you want to call it) it sucked. But I know that in the end, all of the aches and pains, gaining a ridiculous amount of weight, sleepless nights, hormonal rages….will all be worth it when I get to finally look my tiny little baby girl in the face. In just two weeks.
Sometimes I feel like prepping for our little one to arrive isn’t half as stressful as other people who love to give their advice. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m all about hearing what parents have to say and what’s worked for them when things got rough, but it’s all about the approach. I feel like every parent has their own style when it comes to raising their kids and I feel like there are some things that I know will not fly with my husband and I. Some parents are just…okay a little batshit crazy.
Then you get into “oh what is your birth plan?” I can tell you now, no essential oil offering or meditation playlist would be able to substitute what an epidural can give me. SIGN ME UP. For the women who want to endure that pain, more power to you. If I have the option to NOT be in as much pain, why not? I think of it as, would you choose to have surgery without anesthesia and feel your insides being torn apart? Nope. No thanks. This of course is a hot topic among many. I’ve learned to respect other opinions, although in turn it’s important to reciprocate. It’s sad when people expect you to respect their opinions, but continue to disrespect yours. Instead of getting too stressed out, I’ve chosen to avoid the negative vibes as much as possible. In the end, as the parents, we have the final say as to what is best for our baby. Amen? Has anyone else felt pressured into doing/not doing something just because of someone else’s lifestyle or beliefs? It’s been over-the-top and rude. The following are the top 10 most annoying unsolicited opinions/actions:
- “OMG you’re getting vaccinated and your baby? You do know that it’s just a money scheme right? It’s totally not necessary”
- “You’re getting an epidural?! You could become paralyzed!”
- “I really hope you’re breastfeeding, otherwise there’s no way your baby will get the proper nutrients.”
- “Wait…you’re still working? (insert judgmental face here)
- “You’re only taking 6 weeks off for maternity leave? Won’t you miss your baby? That’s going to be so hard.”
- “I hope you’re getting sleep now, because you’ll be miserable once the baby is born.”
- “Wow you look SO pregnant today!”
- *Just walks up and rubs your belly without asking*
- “You must be SO miserable being pregnant during the summer.”
- *Insert several birth stories and graphic details here*
I just can’t. It’s amazing how I’ve kept my hormones in check as much as I have and for this long. I should get a medal. Sorry, but I’m perfectly aware of ALL the possibilities that I might face when it comes to giving birth from a torn vag to possibly getting cut open to hemorrhaging among other scary health issues. Take a pill (because I can’t) and calm yourself. You’re not helping anyone.
As a mom-to-be it’s things like this that dads don’t really have to put up with or bother with as much. And let me tell you, there are two types of moms: working moms and stay-at-home moms. DRASTIC difference. There are so many challenges that I will be facing being a working mom, but at the end of the day, I will be setting a great example for my baby girl. Will it be hard? No shit it will be. I’m sure I’ll cry the whole way to work while she gets to spend quality time with her Mimi, snacking, and napping like a little peaceful baby should. It’s what’s necessary to give her the best life possible. And because this momma is only going to give her the best. Sacrifices must be made. It will be hard, but nothing worth while ever came easy right? Pretty sure that’s what they say.
I’m now at the 38-week mark and she can come ANY time now. I’m really praying she does. I want to see that cute little face, hold that tiny little hand, and hold her close to me. The nursery is pretty much all set for her arrival too. Luigi is even trying to be patient, but it’s wearing thin. He can’t wait to meet his tiny human.
While I’ll miss feeling her kicks and not having to share her with anyone else, I’m ready to be not pregnant and to sport that mommy title. This will be one hell of an adventure.