18 weeks!

by humanmama on February 16, 2012

Allllright, I know you get a lot of flack from me about not loving pregnancy.

Not at all.




What? Oh, sorry, were you planning on me saying that I actually do love it? Or that it’s all worth it in the end? Nah, you should know better by now. I really don’t like this alien-life-form-overtaking of my body, nausea constantly, migraines every day, searing physical exhaustion that I can’t escape from… It’s terrible.



Okay, okay, wow. You really do know me. What I should say to you all, lovely readers, is that I do really, a little, tiny, teeny bit, I do sort-of love the end result. I like holding a baby and knowing this is mine. It doesn’t have to be from your pregnancy if you’re adopting, it can be from anyone’s, but when you hold a child and they are yours and especially if it’s not your first time at the rodeo, you have this feeling of amazing and maybe even I can do this and definitely I am blessed.

I kind-of love those newborn-sized diapers. My first was 9 pounds, 14 oz. (that’s about 4.5 kilos, ya’ll) so we never got to use them except for on baby dolls, but they’re amazing. It’s just totally unbelievable to look at a child and think, your bum used to be this small. The same holds true for those little onsies and outfits that they wear the first few weeks–later on you think there is absolutely no way you were ever this little.

I have small moments where I don’t hate nursing. It’s really amazing to feed a person off your own body. It’s about three million dollars cheaper (that’s about 39 million pesos, folks) to nurse as opposed to formula which must have bits of pulverized gold in it or something. And sometimes, late at night (please don’t mention this to Carpenter or I’ll lose some serious bargaining chips), it’s totally breathtaking to watch your baby eat, just drink in your goodness. That goes for bottle feeding too. But not every night, you understand.

I sort-of don’t hate the crazy schedules as much as I might make a big deal about it, since you really have an excuse and other parents totally understand. It sucks, but it’s not as bad (hindsight, folks, hindsight) as it seems. It does pass. And it’s a great excuse for asking neighbors for food and baby sitting donations. Oh my goodness, I can’t believe I just wrote that.

And I’m even talking the hospital stay, seriously. I actually like–possibly love–the 3 days where I’m the focus of somebody’s attention for a change (I really do!). Last time Carpenter went home to put other child to bed, and she was such a mess that we were gone that he just stayed with her at home, and me and the baby got a chance to hang together for a night. It was relaxing, actually, and I’m not the first person–I’ve heard more than one mom say I am actually looking forward to the hospital stay about having a baby. Sometimes it’s just nice, especially for us mom-types who are always thinking about other people, to have someone fuss. For a couple of days. Then get me outta here, time to mow the lawn.

Okay, that’s what being at 18 weeks makes me think. Soon, this will be over. Sooner than I think. And you know what that means? Soon we’ll have another baby. And how can you not look forward to that?



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Jess February 21, 2012 at 9:04 pm

As you may remember, I, too, am not a fan of being pregnant. I am, however, totally on board with the hospital stay. For me, though, it wasn’t the being taken care of or having quiet time with my new baby that excited me the most…it was the catheter. I had to have c-secs both times, and the catheter was left in place for more than 2 days with each birth. I can’t even begin to describe the euphoria that comes with not feeling the sensation of having to pee. To go from peeing every 30 minutes to essentially going more than 2 days without stepping foot near a toilet…..ahhhhhh, heaven. Almost worth having another baby for.

Almost. :)


aj February 22, 2012 at 9:13 pm

J-that’s absolutely HILARIOUS. I must say, you’re the very first person I ever heard of who loved the CATHETER most! I was just thinking about the hospital again and dreading when they take it OUT. But, at the same time…there are definitely times now that I think, if only I had a catheter, I wouldn’t be so ridiculous to hang out with… “I’ll be right back, I have to pee….again…!”


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