Wednesday, May 4, 2011

a pregnancy rant...


So recently I've started "to show." I've got mixed feelings about that. I'm disgusted by pregnancy body. Anyone who wants to say it's beautiful and blah blah blah, hush. I don't want to hear it. Cellulite is not cute. Love handles and wide hips are not cute. Blotchy "racoon mask" is not cute. "C-ankles" ... not cute. Having your thighs make sounds when they rub together is not cute. Peeing your pants when you cough, sneeze, or laugh is not cute. "Bootydo" {you know when your belly hangs out further than yo booty do} yeah, not cute. Getting caught whoofing down the last 5 cupcakes and 1/2 pan of sheetcake {at the same time} at 3 am... yeah, not a cute sight. I'm not saying it's not worth it, obviously it is. I'm on number 4. But that brings me to my next point... "Are they all yours?" I hate walking through a grocery store and being stared at like a 3 ring circus. Yes, we may be a circus, I get that, but the staring and pointing and then asking, " are they all yours? and your having another?" really do you have to ask? Isn't it obvious? What do people think the response is going to be when they ask that? And the best statement ever..." you've got your hands full" YEAH. DUH. I know that. It's so awkward having to respond to dumb things like that. One day I'm going to be pregnant hormonal and so not in the mood to deal with someone and I'm going to snap and they are going to get a response they don't want to hear. They act as though people haven't had big families before. Yes, I wanted them all. No I don't want 15 kids, and yes, I'm done. But what if I weren't? What's it matter? Why is there a snide comment after I leave the room? My children are loved, fed, clean, dressed nicely {in clothes that fit, not highwater hand me downs}, hair combed, bows in, well behaved and polite. So what if I wanted 10? And if I were pregnant with number 10, would it kill someone to say congratulations instead of... "ANOTHER ONE?!?!" With their jaw on the ground? I adore my children. {hold that thought, I have to go clean up pee off my kitchen floor and bathe a child} What was I saying? Oh yeah, I adore my children, yes, even when they pee on my $100 Anthopologie bath rug, or kitchen floor. They bring such happiness and joy to our world, why wouldn't I have as many as we could love, give attention to, and provide for? I'm grateful that I have the ability to have them, I'm grateful to have the ability to provide for them, and I am grateful to have them... So yes, all of them are mine, Yes, I have my hands full, And yes, I'm happy and wouldn't have it any other way...

1 comment:

  1. I feel you, lady. Not on the uncute pregnancy parts, well, at this moment at least. I do agree it's not super fun. But about the kids and rude comments -- I've heard it all before, too. The best is when you get so pregnant that your wedding rings don't fit your swollen hands anymore, and then people REALLY start looking at you like you're white trash. What? Was that too specific to have just been made up? ;) Make those babies. The only thing better than being a mom, is being a mom of many. <3

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