Now that I am officially eight and a half months pregnant, I feel comfortable putting my words down and cataloging just what those expectations and surprises have been, during my own, personal pregnancy ride.
You're going to throw up!
False. My pregnancy has truly been very smooth and easygoing. My body has charmingly given me most of the typical pregnancy symptoms to experience, however the duration of each symptom did not go beyond a day or a week at a time, and always mild in nature. I did experience some nausea in week 6, but it never got so far where I actually threw up. By week 7 it was gone, never to return again!
You're going to gain so much weight!
Also false. My body was fairly fit prior to conceiving, and I naturally eat well and exercise, so by maintaining all of these routines well into my pregnancy, I have actually been 'under' gaining weight according to my 'category', which is a blessing for me, and perfectly safe and natural. Since I was healthy and not overweight or obese prior to conceiving, my 'category' means that I should gain between 15 - 25 pounds by the time of labor. I'm a few weeks away from my due date, and barely breaking through the 15 pound mark.
Your belly will reach the steering wheel and make driving difficult!
Maybe I sit really far back in my car (although I doubt it since I am petite!), but this is definitely not going to happen.
Okay let's get something straight: nothing, and I mean NOTHING, could have prepared me for the 'rage'. Pregnancy rage has been the most transformative aspect of this entire experience, by far. I may not have had morning sickness, heartburn, weight gain, or other symptoms like some of the other mamas, but I definitely got the 'rage' for months at a time, and always intense. I NEVER experienced rage towards my husband or towards my parents, but basically I spent months hating people intensely. I felt that everyone around me was just so dumb, and everyone was making terrible, stupid decisions and living their lives in utter mediocrity. It was very bad and it got to a point where I could barely be in the same room with someone that I was experiencing rage towards.
Every woman's body is different, and certainly women have very different reactions (physically) to pregnancy. Some women gain a horrible amount of weight and do not even look pregnant, and others sport a neat, pretty little baby bump. Horribly shallow of me, but I am glad to belong to the second group. I only gained weight in my belly, I am well into my third trimester and still wearing the same bras, underwear, bikinis, and other clothes as when I was not pregnant.
You won't be able to sleep!
Sleep is SO important to me. It's up there in the top things I love, along with my husband and family. I take naps on weekends, and need at least 8 hours of sleep a night - and this is when I am not pregnant! I am sure I have many sleepless nights ahead of me when my daughter finally graces us with her presence (or maybe not - perhaps babyhood, like pregnancy, will surprise me with foiled expectations as well!), but I have been able to keep my sleeping habits well into my third trimester. I certainly experience fatigue from time to time, but I make sure to listen to my body, and do as it tells me.
For the first 20 weeks of my pregnancy, I swore up and down that I was carrying a boy. No one could convince me otherwise, I just KNEW, and it was my first powerful maternal instinct. Like so many other trendy couples, the hubs and I decided to find out the gender by throwing a gender reveal party at my parent's house. NOTHING could have shocked me more when pink balloons flew out of the box - I nearly fell down! Of course, everyone in our lives is so over the moon about our little baby girl, Giuliana Maria, and we cannot wait to meet her soon!