First Sight

Being pregnant was, hmm how do I put it nicely. Horrible. Don't look at me like that, I know I should have 'loved' every second of it. Cherished every moment. But I didn't and I am glad I have my body back. Yay for a waist.

The whole concept of being pregnant is great and I do love that concept of pregnancy just on someone else where I can watch, admire and thank god its not me! Who can doubt the miracle of life. Cause that is what it is. It's a miracle that you actually stopped your lives for a moment to have sex, it's a miracle that the baby was conceived and it's a miracle that it comes out that small hole! Whether that means naturally or a C Section the whole is still small when you consider how big a baby is.

There is one part of pregnancy I did love and that was following the growth of your baby, the excitement and nervousness of that first scan and the excitement every time you visited your midwife and heard the heartbeat. Brilliant.

I was in Auckland when I was pregnant with Missy Moo and we went for our first scan. I was so nervous because I had, had a miscarriage before that. I remember drinking all that water (its alot of water to drink for a pregnant woman) and being so irritated cause I needed to pee. Hubby and I had a bet on what sex it was. He was so sure she was going to be a boy. Boy was he wrong! When we found out the sex his face fell. Not because he was disappointed we were having a girl but because he lost the bet. Although now Missy Moo has him wrapped around her finger. It's good when a girl learns these things young. I feel I am doing my job as a mother.

I was in Christchurch when I was pregnant with Master Bubble aka Poonator 3000 (as his father calls him). I don't know why but I had this vague notion that being pregnant with your second would be alot easier then with the first. Your body knows what it's doing and pregnancy will fly by cause your busy with a toddler. I think I must have been delusional in this thinking process. Being pregnant the second time was a huge challenge. There is no time for morning sickness, let alone resting, I forgot to eat all the time and taking my pregnancy vitamins well that was a huge stretch that would mean would have to remember to take them. I gave my thanks to the toilet on a regular basis with this pregnancy. At the begining I was convinced it was a boy and then the sicker I got the more I was convinced it was a girl. Only a girl would be this cruel to its mother. I was so convinced that Master Bubble was a girl that when we found out he was a boy I cried. I tried to keep it in but the water over flowed my eyes and fell down. I was still convinced it was a girl even though we could see the penis on the ultrasound that I was never truly convinced that it was a boy until the day I gave birth to him. If Sophie has her father wrapped around her little finger Master Bubble has me wrapped around his. I'm slowly undoing myself though. Unlike their father I have caught onto there tricks early and I will not be fooled.

So I think.