Oh, the baby bump…

My father told me just this past weekend that he doesn’t understand why pregnant women think they are fat. No man, he claims, jumps to ‘fat’ when they think of someone growing life. Since my dutiful husband was sitting there nodding in agreement next to me, I felt a little ashamed. I certainly had bemoaned many a time about how I felt like a beached whale. How could a man not think “fat, fat the water rat”? However, it wasn’t because I looked at myself in the mirror and thought, ‘Wow! How fat!” It really was because of how I felt,  and not the way I looked. I think when any girl has to think to herself before getting….erm, excuse me,….rolling out of bed, “One, two, three…launch *umph*”, they think of themselves as big. If it was just the belly that grew and not also the arms, thighs and face (double chins included), it might be more understandable to think of ones-self as a baby-cooker and not a fat baby-cooker. But I honestly think it is good to know that men can really mean it when they say you aren’t fat. Just remind yourself of that next time it comes around 32 weeks and its a trial to work your way out of a couch.

For right now, I am done being pregnant! So many times (Matthew can attest) I felt like shaking my fist at Eve for wrecking it all for the rest of women-kind. I loved feeling Edmund kicking and moving around inside, but can honestly say that everything else was not as fun. I am very happy to have had the experience of being pregnant. Though I often complain about the emotional rollercoaster, the morning sickness, the exhaustion, feeling my arm and thigh flab knocking around, not being able to bend over etc., I know that I did go through it and now I can empathize with other people. It was an experience. But thankfully the Lord has mercy and ordained pregnancy only lasts for 9 months.

Though I am not one who takes pictures often, I actually did take baby bump pictures throughout my pregnancy. Not every week, of course, but only when I felt like I had changed a bit. I really didn’t even show much till week 24 or so and then *pop!* I think its pretty evident from the pictures.



One thought on “Oh, the baby bump…

  1. That’s where I am now. I like hearing that men are genuine when they say you’re not fat. I told Brad I feel like a huge boat and he said “but you are the prettiest boat in the sea” or something. To which I replied “so I am a boat?!” “No, no… I mean, a sleek speed boat…? 😳😬 “um, never call a girl any kind of boat, love- bad, bad idea!!” Haha we laughed and laughed.


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