The time has come, I am just one week away from my due date. Do I think I will go over my due date?!..??!.. absolutely, this little man is quite content in there. I have a feeling I am going to be evicting him before he decides to go nicely.
A funny thing happened, The whole point of this blog was to keep a journal of how my body changed, how I rise to the challenge of dressing it and to keep weekly updates on how I felt, the changes I was going through and my overall persona… and now that I look back at my previous posts I can’t help but notice the lack of “Pregnancy” blog posts.
When you are told that every pregnancy is different, it’s no lie. Of course, I thought physically each pregnancy was different…some women get morning sickness and some don’t; some women have that “glow”, others not so much. What I wasn’t expecting was the mental aspect of pregnancy to be different.
Here is a secret; I was 27 weeks pregnant when I felt my little mans first “body part”, a knee, elbow or maybe a finger and that is when it hit me that this was real. Of course having morning sickness and a slowly but steadily growing belly reminded me I was pregnant but it wasn’t until that day that I can officially say I felt pregnant, that my son was inside my stomach, growing. No one told me that I wouldn’t have any connection to my pregnancy until that happened…I wasn’t expecting such an emotional breakthrough but in that instant I went from being pregnant to feeling like a mom to be.
It’s strange how your mind can conceal things and then once they are set free…how impactful it can be. I still have a mental block about my “belly”, I don’t find it sexy…I hate getting dressed (even if I still look hella cute) and I hate not feeling like “me”…but what this blog has taught me is that it’s okay to not feel like everyone else.
I’m sorry if my pregnancy looks, skincare guide or stretch cream reviews never came. However I can leave you with one solid piece of wisdom as I embark on my last week or so of pregnancy…
It’s okay to not feel pretty while your pregnant.
It’s okay to “want” something you think others have.
It’s okay to not feel connected to your baby until your ready…it will come, I promise.
It’s okay to not have food aversion, cravings, 3am wants and needs.
It’s okay to cry.
It’s okay to be YOU…