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Is it time?

About this time last year I was nearing the end of my pregnancy and I had one nagging question, “how will I know it’s time?”

In my baby class, I was told if it’s too early in your labour — or if you aren’t in labour at all — you’ll be sent home. I didn’t want to be one of those women. But this being my first pregnancy, I had no idea what it would feel like.

I obsessively read anything Google would find on the topic, my midwife described the physical signs, I even (foolishly) watch A Baby Story.  But still, I couldn’t help but ask friends and relatives, “how will I know?”

My sister described it best when we was brutally honest with me. “It feels like you have to take a big crap.”  And she was right. But that was just the beginning.

When my daughter decided it was time to start her trek into the world, there was no mistaking it. My stomach tightened and with it came a dull, tightening  pain in my hips. Within a few hours this random, mild uncomfortableness changed to squeezing pressure in my stomaching and crushing pain in my hips.

So why am I writing about this now? A friend of mine recently had a baby and went to the hospital three times before she was admitted. It made me chuckle because once she was in labour, she knew it. Although I was admitted to the hospital on my “first try”, I could relate to her confusion.

For any moms reading this, you’re probably nodding your head in agreement. How could we have been so foolish to think we wouldn’t know we were in labour?


I showed him

It was September 2010 and I was at a friend’s wedding. Everyone at the table had had a few drinks and we were all chatting about our futures–and for a group of gals on the verge of turning 30, marriage and children were taking up a lot of the conversation. It was then that one of the guys at the table turned to me and said, “When you get pregnant, your ass is going to get soooo fat.”

He tried to deliver this doozy with a lighthearted chuckle and followed it up with, “You’ve never been fat, but your not skinny,” as thought that would clarify his first comment.  And, to top it all off, he added, “It’s going to be really hard for you to lose the weight after.”

For those who heard the comments, their jaws dropped. And mine must have too, but for other reasons. He had just verbalized my biggest fears about getting pregnant. I guess after almost 15 years of friendship he felt he should be brutally honest with me.

But I showed him.

I gained 35 pounds when I was pregnant. Admittedly, that was the top end of my healthy weight gain range but it was mostly belly. I stayed active with walking, swimming and yoga until the week before I gave birth and 16 weeks post-baby, I was comfortably back into my pre-baby jeans. And, I let him know.

But really? Who says that! Someone who had clearly had one too many beverages and wasn’t handling it well.

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