No one told me…

So I’ll tell you. I’m in my 22nd week and the baby is alive and definitely kicking. Sometimes he has a drumsolo on my bladder, and it is the weirdest and most uncomfortable sensation ever. It feels like you’re going to piss yourself right then and there. The kicks are generally very uncomfortable even this early on. So whenever someone says that it’s nice feeling them and get all cozy about it, know for sure that it’s a lie.

It is extremely reassuring to feel the baby kicking, it provides a comfort in a wirld of confusion and worry. Not uncommon to feel extremely nervous and anxious. No one tells you about that.

The fact that you will worry yourself out of sleep when you can’t feel the baby kick or move about. No one tells you that there are full weeks called “the ghost weeks” where you don’t feel pregnant and start doubting everything. Wondering if the baby is still there or still alive. Fully normal but still terrifying.

No one tells you that your back and hips may give way early on and that your significant other might have to put your shoes on for you and help you get dressed. No one tells you that getting a uti is common but what’s even worse is the constant yeast infections. They hurt and drag on and lord help you if you don’t respond to the medication, like yours truly.

No one talks about the nipples hurting and expanding to biblical proportions. Or that you will be itchy, like a junky with bas withdrawal. They won’t tell you that not all women get the great skin snd hair, that glow that some have is instead a grayness and brittleness in others.

I have more zits than I ever had in my teen years. I’m constantly hungry, hormonal and tired. And I could fart constantly.

It’s not very charming. But it is pretty neat, don’t think for a moment that it’s not an awesome experience. Even with the lack of sleep, the constant pering and the sore boobs. It is still super strange feeling someone kicking your butt from the inside. But once he makes his entrance we will be able to kick his butt, in most things – except cuteness. Can’t beat a baby’s cuteness. 

And all those tiny things, tiny outfits. They’re so neat and have no business being so small! Too cute not to absolutely adore.

Mrs. Campbell 

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