Heading in to week 16 with left over cheesecake and my old faithful, Dan the Dog. Part of my new year Insta resolution to share more of me (eek). You ready?!
So, what have I learnt after 4 months of pregnancy? That I’m definitely not a “it’s the most beautiful time of your life” pregnant person at this stage! If you are one of those, congratulations but also, are you insane?!
*rant warning*
Just when the vomiting has finally let up it is replaced by the most agonising indigestion and heartburn. I have more acne than a 16 year old, more body hair than a gorilla and more round ligament pain than a ballon with ligaments. I didn’t even know what ‘round ligament pain’ was 16 weeks ago!
I still can’t eat what I used to love and the kitchen, where I used to live, is now a depressing place. I’ve eaten more crackers than a parrot and I hate crackers (all of them, don’t come @ me with a brand to try, I’ve tried them ALL). And now they have to be followed by a chaser of Mylanta and Gaviscon. YUM!
I used to love to move, I ran 15-20km a week, did Pilates every other day, cycled everywhere. Now I pass out from insanely low blood pressure if I move faster than my geriatric Labrador. Whilst I’ve got on board with prenatal Pilates and yoga and lots of swimming (maternity swimsuit - check), if I see one more Kayla Itsines pregnancy photoshoot of her in the gym running and pumping weights with a tiny bump and actually looking thinner at 23 weeks than she did before pregnancy I will SCREAM! Social media ads - STOP IT! Stop shaming pregnant women.
Stop pushing a “healthy” ideal body type that is based on 100% BS and is about as embracing of women’s body diversity as the tacky, s-show that is a Victoria’s Secret runway. It is plain WRONG. Making money through the manufacture and promotion of body insecurity at a point when a woman’s body is undergoing one of the biggest changes humanly possible is utterly DISGUSTING. *rant complete*
Blame it on the fact I haven’t had a cup of tea or coffee in 16 weeks. And tell me your experiences! I’ve become addicted to pregnancy tales - they make you feel slightly less alone and trapped in a body over which you’ve lost all control right?!