Whether you were actively trying or never saw it coming, seeing two pink lines always takes your breath away a little. Then there’s the pregnancy itself…I’m no Michelle Duggar, but even with just two kids, I’ve collected plenty of nice little pregnancy “surprises” over the past few years.
So in no particular order, 5 things that surprised me about pregnancy.
1.) VARICOSE VEINS
Y’all, I’m in my 20’s…I should not be browsing compression stockings on Amazon. Now, I didn’t get these with my first pregnancy, but with Elle? BAM. Literally, BAM. I tripped over something in Jay’s room one night and banged my leg on one of his toys, resulting in a huge bruise. But that bruise? It never went away. It just turned into a large patch of purple varicose veins. Guys, I’m clumsy and hasty…I earned myself half a dozen of those purple patches by the end of my pregnancy. My midwife actually winced when she saw my leg! Good news is that they fade A LOT after giving birth….bad news is that they don’t actually go away. Surprise! I’m a 20 something year old with a grandma leg.
2.) MALEVOLENT SMELLS
Certain smells literally made me want to punch a wall. Or cry. Or both…yes both. I bake bread almost twice a week (and is there any smell more delicious than homemade bread?) but I couldn’t stand it while pregnant! The smell made me angry. You’re cooking barbecue? Where’s the nearest wall, because my fingers are starting to tingle. And oh my poor husband. There were several days where he had to eat dinner on the back deck (in the cold), because I couldn’t stand to be anywhere near his food. Who knew smells could make me so mad?
3.) KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF
I love snuggling up next to my hubby at night, but during pregnancy, my body seems to emit a force-field intent on keeping any well meaning and affectionate spouse far away. At night, I would get the bed ready and actually push my husband’s pillows as far away from mine as possible. I think it was just sensory overload, but seriously, what pregnant lady balks at an offer for a back rub?
4.) FOOT GROWTH
And I’m not talking about swollen feet…I’m talking about actual growth. Who knew your feet could grow in your twenties? And why does this even happen? Even worse…my left foot grew more than my right, so I’m having a bit of a hard time finding shoes that fit nowadays.
5.) I DON’T EVEN CARE
Well, I kinda do…but then I look at my precious littles and all of a sudden I don’t. I’ll take the grandma legs, olfactory rage, marital distance (literally, not figuratively), and weirdo feet…and do it all over again. Because, not surprisingly, it’s all worth it.