From À LA MODEST
I have officially begun my third trimester as of a couple of weeks ago! I wonder if anyone’s actual due date is on Labor Day, because that would just be perfect. Just don’t put that baby to work, because that would be illegal.
Then again, hardly anyone works on Labor Day, which is just ironic. It was definitely hard to find a decent restaurant open today, and as a home cook, my idea of a vacation is to not to cook for a change. I’m sure many housewives and/or stay-at-home moms can relate!
By the way, I am both a housewife, soon-to-be stay-at-home mom, and my own boss of a full-time business. So basically—superwoman. Superwomen, Labor Day is our day. Restaurants, please stay open for us. Give us a massage, while you’re at it. I will work in exchange for a good hour of massage.
A lot of the outfits I’ve been wearing have been making me look deceivingly not pregnant. I even started a Pinterest board dedicated to covert maternity styles. Somehow, I like the idea of making people guess. Isn’t that what modesty is about? I kid. Now that I am down to my last two months before giving birth, it’s probably not a good thing to hide the pregnancy.
People have to know the reason why you look somewhat “bloated” all the time even when you’re a health nut. For the record, I’ve only really gained 5 lbs because I lost 8 lbs in the first trimester, so I look the same all over except for what looks like a huge, growing gut.
People also start to wonder why you can’t lift two full grocery bags and walk so darn slow all the time. So, I figured I guess I’ll go ahead and let the world know that I am pregnant with my clothing. Pregnancy is such a beautiful and precious thing after all.
To be honest, it felt a bit weird having people do things for me once I started showing. I usually do things myself, most of the time. As a blogger, I usually carry around my own purse, laptop bag, and camera bag at least. It was an odd feeling when the concierge at a hotel had to run to my rescue to carry these things for me. It was embarrassing and even a bit offensive(?) Now I know how old people feel when people try to do things for them and they don’t want help!
Alright. I take it back. Showing people you’re pregnant is nice. Superwomen, there are definitely perks with it, and you might want to take advantage of it now while you’re still pregnant. Do people get addicted to pregnancy? All the compliments, all the praise, all the questions and concerns surrounding cute baby things… That’s not a farfetched idea, but I highly doubt the nausea in the beginning is addictive to anyone!
QUESTION:
To the ladies who are pregnant or who have been pregnant before: How do you like the non-physical aspects of your pregnancy (such as positive comments, attention, and assistance)?
To the ladies who have never been pregnant: Does knowing how much help you get relieve some of your fears of pregnancy?
To the men: Carry her bags and give her massages, please.
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