This week, I learned something that I am shocked I didn’t learn at a younger age. I always thought that every pregnancy was the same and that every woman carried the same way. As I put on my shorts yesterday, the same shorts that fit perfect two weeks ago, I learned that all pregnancies are NOT the same. Some women carry high, some women carry low and some carry the baby…
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| I think it's time to trash this pesky, little contraption! |
I am not carrying this baby in my stomach at all! I believe I am carrying Penelopoppy in my butt! It is the strangest thing. You would have thought the doctors would have figured that out during the first ultrasound. You see, my stomach doesn’t seem to be expanding much, but boy, my derriere sure is “showing”. LOL.
All kidding aside, I do realize that some people become pregnant and their bodies just start packing on the pounds. I hate that I see pictures of all these celebs who are pregnant (excluding Jessica Simpson) and they are soooo skinny and cute. Or how about all the baby blogs I have read where women are 20 weeks pregnant and have only gained 5 pounds. Blah, I say. Blah.
I try to workout at least 4 days a week. I eat healthy, with an occasional splurge. However, my scale is definitely ascending. I think the reality is that some women become pregnant and their bodies say, “alright, lets pack on some pounds”.
I do have to say that my husband has been absolutely amazing and very supportive. I have stained many of his shirts with mascara and snot. Yet, he still gives me big ‘ol hugs every time I cry. He is so supportive that he has even put on a few pounds to make me feel better. What a great guy. Guess I should put weekly pictures up of his growing bump! LOL, don’t tell him I said that.
Besides the breakdown (or multiple breakdowns) over weight gain, this pregnancy has been wonderful. I remember being pregnant with my son and thinking that I enjoyed being pregnant. But I was young and in a very different situation. This time I feel as though I’ve done it all right and I can really enjoy it on a different level. Truth be told, I even have a baby bump that has sprouted over the past few days (yes, my tummy, not my keester). A growing stomach can make something feel so real. I’m still feeling truly blessed and I cannot wait to meet our little Penelopoppy.
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| One of the many shirts that I have left "mascara marked" for Duffy |
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| Here's Duffy making me feel better by showing off his puffed out "baby bump" |
