love the shots in the previous post! it’s a lovely feeling (well there are downsides!) that pregnant one. i remember really missing the feeling once done.
There needs to be in between shirts that simply say “YES I AM.“
Would save a lot of people a lot of anxiety.The last time my wife was pregnant (18 years ago or more), I really, really wanted to have matching tee shirts made. Hers would have said, in large black letters, “NO! It’s Just GAS” and mine would have said, “Gas Pipe” with an arrow pointing right down the middle of the shirt. She vetoed the idea. I still think it would have been funny.
I am just reaching the “definitely” pregnant stage. I too have to have something to pull myself out of bed. Except, I always feel like my tail bone is about to fall off! DOes anyone else have a ton of pressure on their extreme lower back? AKA the assbone???
I have never been preggers but I can’t imagine random people coming up to me and touching my stomach. CREEPY!!! I will endlessly fondle the round bellies of pregnant woman that I know, but a stranger? WEIRDNESS!!! A friend that just had a baby said for her it was the random and often bizarre advice that people will hand her, unasked for. Said buy month 9 it drove her nuts!
Great pictures!
Country-friend: I have thought the same thing before. When I’m pregnant, everybody wants to open the door for me, but the mother with the screaming toddler and the baby on her hip who’s right behind me? Not so much. It’s like, okay, of the two of us, who has more free hands?!
Lceel: THAT cracked me up. I think it’s pretty funny! My husband is going to get a kick out of it tonight! =)
Repliderium: It’s totally creepy!! People I know don’t bother me and I know their advice is well-intentioned, but the strangers? WHY?! Why touch me?! Why give me advice?! WHY?!
I look at pictures we took of me when I was 4 months pregnant and think, I thought THAT was a baby belly? No wonder I was the only one convinced I was showing.
THANK GOD I have missed out on the random belly-rubbing, except by family and close friends (which I don’t mind). What I have not missed out on are the bizarre, intimate details that people like to share about their own pregnancies. One of my policyholders told me all about the episiotomy she had with her daughter. At the doctor a couple weeks ago, a woman in the elevator told me her daughter kicked so much in one spot under her ribs that she had stretch marks there and there only, and proceeded to LIFT HER SHIRT UP in the elevator IN FRONT OF MY HUSBAND and her 3 y.o. daughter, just to show my the stretch marks.
ERIN: SHE DID WHAT?! HA!! HAHA!! That’s way worse than anything anyone’s done to me!!
With one exception. One woman did grab my boobs to show me how to hand-express milk.
Oh yeah.. it seriosuly DOES happen over night doesn’t it?
When I was pregnant, my husband used to say to me in the mornings “I thought you were going into labor last night, you were groaning so much.“
“Nope, not labor,“ I’d say. “Just turning over.“
Yeah get used to it gets worse. You will get slower and slower, and bigger and bigger. I found it very hard to turn over during the night and it took forever to get up to pee! Then I would get back to bed and have to turn over again!
Sucks donkey balls?! I haven’t heard/read that in ages and it is hysterical. In every which way, hysterical. As is your telling of the delightful in between stage, which I have hit much faster this time. Gone are my treasured 34Bs…thanks, Grandma, for loaning me YOUR bras… I just keep telling myself it is all worth it in the end. Right?
Julie: I am WITH YOU on the bra front. I miss my beloved 34As. They were so…perky!
Wait until you start looking at women who aren’t pregnant, and give them the evil eye, just because they can A.see their feet B. bend over at will and pick anything up easily, and C. Just the fact that they aren’t sharing in your third trimester agony!!!
Hang in there, it a will all be a memory soon. :)Haha, brilliant! :)
I LOVED being very pregnant when I went out places :)! It seemed to make people in a good mood at the grocery store. A tired looking cashier always ended up smiling and asking when the baby was due. And having my bags taken out is a perk also :).
I agree with the first post though on how people aren’t as eager to help after you have the baby! I was totally fine opening doors and taking my groceries out when pregnant - it was probably even good for me. O well, it’s more fun going out with a baby regardless :).
Last night I realized that I’ve reached the point where I actually have to *SIT UP* in order to shift my weight to the other hip and then lay back down, in order to roll over.
I could be more uncomfortable, but I’d have to have a spoon stuck in my eye socket, I think.
Tee hee, but you still look so gosh-darn cute!
I remember all of these stages - the ‘clothes don’t fit’, the ‘pregnancy clothes are too big’, ‘the in between’, the ‘please, everyone, touch me’ - and you describe them all perfectly - it is like living it again!
You look GORGEOUS BTW - the pictures are amazing!
I hated the in-between stage. I should have just bought a Mumu and been done with it.
You made me think of an episode of that new show, I think it’s called Experiencing Motherhood or something like that. Anyway, the girl in it (from Will & Grace) pretended to be pregnant because of all the benefits she got - people opening doors and giving her free stuff. It was actually really funny because at the end her stomach stuffing fell out in front of everyone and they found out she wasn’t really pregnant. It was funny watching her backpedal her way out of it.
Anyway… just thought I’d share. :)

By Country-Fried Mama on May 04, 2009
Oh, I remember being so thrilled when it became clear to strangers that I had a bun in the oven and not a beer belly.
You know what’s strange? People ran to open doors for me when I was pregnant, but now that I am hanging onto a toddler and pushing a baby stroller, it is like I am invisible. What happened to the overly polite public I once knew?