I’ve entered the last month of my pregnancy and although I’ve recently started to experience the more uncomfortable symptoms (e.g., hip pain, exhaustion, etc.) I think I’m going to miss being pregnant.
Overall, I’ve had a great experience. There is this wonderful encouragement that I’ve received especially from women who have already experienced giving birth. In many ways, I think it’s exciting for them to “pass on the torch,” so to speak, especially those whose children are grown. Complete strangers are friendly and men hold doors open for me. I don’t have to worry about my clothes clinging and showing off any less than perfect attributes as I have license to be round and protruding in the “wrong” places.
Soon the rubber will hit the road and I will be a mother and there will be no turning back. The reality of that is overwhelming.
People who have touched my pregnant belly without permission:
Friends: 14
Strangers: 12