Illustration by Buttercrumble. See bottom of post for more details
I think pregnancy is one of those weird and wonderful things that is slightly different for everyone and just when you think you’ve got it sussed it throws you another curveball.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m still loving it and I’m continually amazed that my body is growing a whole new person while I go about my day to day business. But it’s not like I thought it was going to be and even when I think I’ve got all of the signs and symptoms down, a new one pops up which makes me question just WHAT IS GOING ON IN THERE?
The nausea and exhaustion from my first trimester are a fading memory as I head into the final few weeks before my due date (with the little voice in my head reminding me that baby could actually come at any time now). I thought I’d escaped the cankles (nope) and that my boobs would grow (soz but no). The second trimester was awesome and kind of lulled me into a false sense of security about how pregnancy can be a dream. Everything went swimmingly at the scans and midwife appointments and I had no nasty side effects or conditions to report.
Fast forward a few months and I feel like I’m a body double for Sigourney Weaver in Alien and that at any given moment a Chestburster is going to fire its way out of my belly. Baby seems to spend most of his time tucked up in my ribs (on the right, mostly) which makes breathing seem like a chore and I’ve even woken myself up by being sick in my own mouth a few times during the night. Did I tell you how sexy I’m feeling right now?!
I also get a few random aches and pains down there and sciatica is SUCH a joy. If you pop round my house in the morning I’ll also do a pretty accurate turtle stuck on its back and trying to get up impression for you as I get out of bed. I love making people laugh so this nugget has slipped effortlessly into my repertoire.
I’m sorry if I sound like I’m moaning, I’m really not. OK maybe a bit about the not being able to breathe thing, although it means I get to avoid hills for a good reason now and no-one looks at me funny if I get the lift at work!
But all of this means that I’m finding that I have to slow down a lot in my everyday life. It’s weird when you realise your body just can’t/flat out won’t do the things that it used to do without a second thought because it’s far too busy with something way more important than keeping your dinner down at 3am. But I think that’s also kind of clever, even if it’s sole focus seems to be trying to make you get up to go for a wee five times a night.
I’ve not got long left at work now, just a handful more shifts, and then that’s me done for the best part of a year. This whole new part of my life is both exciting and scary because it’s the total unknown (not least thinking about the labour bit) but I’m looking forward to it so much. Even if I have to take it all a bit slower.
Do you have any top tips to make the last few weeks of pregnancy that bit more comfortable? If so I would love to hear them please!
Lots of nearly-there love,
For more on the lovely Chloe and Abigail at Buttercrumble, who created the illustration to go with this post, please check out their social media links:
- Facebook – www.facebook.com/Buttercrumble
- Twitter – www.twitter.com/Buttercrumble
- Instagram – www.instagram.com/buttercrumblecreative/
Chloe and Abigail are a design collective based in Leeds, West Yorkshire (but originally from Scarborough). They are inspired by mid-century design, the seaside and anything and everything cute! Chloe and Abigail are twin sisters which means they really love working together as it means they can combine ideas and offer suggestions for each piece they produce. The sisters are currently studying and are soon to complete their degree in Graphic Design and Communication. Chloe and Abigail – collectively known as Buttercrumble – use illustration and design to help develop brands, communicate a story or to bring smiles to people’s faces.