I waddle, I grunt, I move at a snail’s pace, I’m round, I’ve sprouted chubby arms, a double chin and a whole new butt (gross, I know).
I’ve stopped bragging about not having stretch marks – not because I got any – but because I’d also been bragging about not having swollen feet and suddenly my feet are HUGE. I don’t want stretch mark karma. No, sir-ee.
Predictions aside, I’ve entered in to the ‘I think I’m done being pregnant, but my baby isn’t on her way’ stage. Oh, pregnancy you have been fun, but motherhood sounds so much more appealing.
Bring it.
You’ll learn the never-ever-brag karma lesson with parenting too. Soon after we felt super awesome that Max wasn’t a drooler, perma-bib became part of the family to prevent his clothes from getting totally soaked. And with pretty much every bad behavior in the book, as soon as we think “thank goodness our kids don’t do that!”, one of them does.
With the pregnant-body thing – it will take a while for your body to go back to normal. (For me, it’s not until I’m done breastfeeding, so a whole year! I kept taking pregnancy tests starting six months or so after Max was born because I thought I must be pregnant again – but no, the pooch just hadn’t gone away!) But it will go back… almost. Just be as nice to yourself as you would be to a friend who just had a baby.
Thanks for the comment, Christen! I think I’ve learned my lesson in terms of bragging in any way, shape, or form. It is hard to imagine that you felt like you had a ‘pooch’ left over after pregnancy since you are so fit! Good to know what to expect, I guess.