Being pregnant is a gorgeous, memorable, special time of your life … It’s something to really embrace. And if you’re a lucky mum, it’s a really positive and relatively pain free experience.
I can’t say I have too much to complain about so far, I didn’t have much nausea at all, aside from some pain early on and a lot of bloating I’ve had a relatively easy time of it.
Then there are those little irritations … those things that instantly have your blood pressure rising and this is one of them for me.
I love my bump – especially now that I’m not so bloated and it looks more like a bump and not like I’m just fat. I absolutely love that Vinny talks to the bump every day (something he’s done since we pee’d on the stick) and is involved and invested in what is going on with our pregnancy. I love when he rubs my belly – it’s such an intimate thing building a baba together. And I have no problem with close friends of ours touching the bump – or family …
But can someone please explain to me what it is that makes strangers think they can walk up to you and rub your bump?!?! I mean do I walk up to you and rub your beer belly or your bald head when I don’t even know you? Hell do I do that even when I know you? It’s just weird, and creepy!
And of course you have to be a gracious preggy mum and just smile – when actually you want to karate chop them to death!
I have to say – this is one of the small things that is really creeping me out – I’d love to hear how you handled this – or did you not mind? Am I being touchy?