MamaKat has given out her prompts and this one stuck out.
One, because I do not do videos until my invention hits the stores.
Two, because I suck at writing poems.
Three, because I like babies. That is why I have carried and birthed three 8 pounders. I did not do it because I enjoy being constipated and hormonal. And I definitely did not do it because I wanted to know what it feels like to push a bowling ball out of my vajayjay.
I love my babies. More than anything.
But, my answer to "Do you want a baby?" is "Heck no".
Shamefully, I admit that I do not enjoy being pregnant, and being pregnant for the third time confirmed this for me, 100%. Many women enjoy being pregnant and say it makes them feel all womanly and stuff.
One, because I do not do videos until my invention hits the stores.
Two, because I suck at writing poems.
Three, because I like babies. That is why I have carried and birthed three 8 pounders. I did not do it because I enjoy being constipated and hormonal. And I definitely did not do it because I wanted to know what it feels like to push a bowling ball out of my vajayjay.
I love my babies. More than anything.
But, my answer to "Do you want a baby?" is "Heck no".
Shamefully, I admit that I do not enjoy being pregnant, and being pregnant for the third time confirmed this for me, 100%. Many women enjoy being pregnant and say it makes them feel all womanly and stuff.
Not me. I felt like Shamu.
Yes, it is amazing to grow a human being inside me. It is magical to feel the kicks, the rolls and even the hiccups.
Did I ever tell you about the time oldest child had the hiccups and I freaked out because I thought he was having seizures inside of me? I know. It was a first time being pregnant thing.
Anyways, I loved seeing baby's heartbeat. I loved having ultrasounds and seeing baby move. There is nothing like it.
But.......there is much more than those magical moments during those 9-10 months.
Like being constipated.
Moody.
Mad/happy/sad/furious/giddy/excited all at the same time.
Acne.
Muscle spasms.
The need to eat everything in the house. Including the fridge.
Worrying about every possible thing.
Worrying about every impossible thing.
Insomnia.
Insomnia due to baby playing soccer with your ribs.
Insomnia due to hip pain.
Insomnia due to peeing every 10 minutes.
Insomnia due to being uncomfortable. In every position.
Insomnia due to worrying about everything.
Pop-out belly button.
Leakage from the boobs.
Shall I go on?
And that is before pushing the baby out of a small tunnel. Good thing babies are cute.
Once precious one is here, we then have to take care of him/her (and any other children + husband+pets+everything else).
Without any sleep.
While hormonal.
Umm. Yeah. Once again, good thing babies are cute.
I love being a mom.
Even when I am low on sleep.
It is what I was meant to do. I am sure of that.
It is just the carrying them part that has worn me out.
I am happy with my 3 perfect rugrats and thank the Good Man Above every day for my blessings. I do not take any of it for granted and make sure I appreciate what I have because my life is more than I dreamed it could be.
But no more carrying babies for this Momma.
I think.
You can read my post about Conquering the Land of Infantdom here.
Yes, it is amazing to grow a human being inside me. It is magical to feel the kicks, the rolls and even the hiccups.
Did I ever tell you about the time oldest child had the hiccups and I freaked out because I thought he was having seizures inside of me? I know. It was a first time being pregnant thing.
Anyways, I loved seeing baby's heartbeat. I loved having ultrasounds and seeing baby move. There is nothing like it.
But.......there is much more than those magical moments during those 9-10 months.
Like being constipated.
Moody.
Mad/happy/sad/furious/giddy/excited all at the same time.
Acne.
Muscle spasms.
The need to eat everything in the house. Including the fridge.
Worrying about every possible thing.
Worrying about every impossible thing.
Insomnia.
Insomnia due to baby playing soccer with your ribs.
Insomnia due to hip pain.
Insomnia due to peeing every 10 minutes.
Insomnia due to being uncomfortable. In every position.
Insomnia due to worrying about everything.
Pop-out belly button.
Leakage from the boobs.
Shall I go on?
And that is before pushing the baby out of a small tunnel. Good thing babies are cute.
Once precious one is here, we then have to take care of him/her (and any other children + husband+pets+everything else).
Without any sleep.
While hormonal.
Umm. Yeah. Once again, good thing babies are cute.
I love being a mom.
Even when I am low on sleep.
It is what I was meant to do. I am sure of that.
It is just the carrying them part that has worn me out.
I am happy with my 3 perfect rugrats and thank the Good Man Above every day for my blessings. I do not take any of it for granted and make sure I appreciate what I have because my life is more than I dreamed it could be.
But no more carrying babies for this Momma.
I think.
You can read my post about Conquering the Land of Infantdom here.
15 comments:
I'm with you on the baby thing. Mine are grown, and although I do miss them being small, I don't miss all those things you listed so thoroughly.
Thanks for the reminder.
I. HATE. BEING. PREGNANT.
That said, I would love for a miracle to happen and conceive a baby on "accident". :)
I agree with you 100%!
i dont want to start over. i am happy with my 10 year old.
but i love babies... just other peoples babies.. the kind i can give back
but unlike most, i loved being pregnant. ok.. the last week was a little nuts but other then that i loved it.
This was great! I couldn't think of a great response to any of the prompts so I just made up my own post...boring, huh?
Amen momma-I agree totally with you.
I did like being pregnant but I also hated being pregnant I would cry at night while listening to the hubs just snore away while I lay there Wide awake running everylittlething thru my head
and plus my two are pretty functional on their own and why would I go back.
I actually like being pregnant because my hormones are all even and everything that was wrong with me, like excema and acne completely clears up. And I have no anxiety. But it is bad for my hips. And I'm soooo not into that whole 1st year of sleep-deprived hormone messed up after delivery no longer pregnant thing. I'm right with you on that. I love my kids, and I enjoy babies. But I have no more energy to have any more than I do!
I loved being pregnant... even all the horrible parts that you mentioned here! I know... I'm weird!
I WANT MORE BABIES!
I love being preggers too... but I am sossssssssss done.
Agreed!! Great post. Nicely Said! Stopping in from MamaKat.
my friend is preggers right now and I'm always telling here how creepy it is to see her stomach push out. I've seen way to many scarey movies.
Stopping by from Mama Kat's. I love the post, you wrap up pregnancy very well!
Sorry, I'm one of those women that LOVED being pregnant, and hopes she is again right now!
Excellent post.
I must have missed the infant-loving gene. I never had the desire to have my own, unless, maybe they could be born at age ten. I'm impatient with children younger than that, so I think I made a good decision. But, I guess, if a child were my own I might get over it.
I am right there with you on the pregnancy issue! I do NOT LIKE being pregnant plus being sliced open from hip to hip again does not sound appealing!
Stopping by from Mama Kat's loved your post!
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