Blogs and websites are full of posts and threads about how annoying other people are to pregnant women. This is not one of those posts. I have felt the complete opposite. I have felt the absolute outpouring of kindness and friendliness of strangers, family and friends.
Things that took me by surprise were;
- Once I was about 20 weeks (and started wearing maternity clothes, so I looked pregnant and not just bloated) there was not a single time when I put my own bag in the overhead locker on the plane or in the boot of a taxi. Anyone near me would insist on helping me. I swam up to 2 days before I had him and the lifeguards would almost always offer me a hand into the pool (I may have said yes on that last swim!).
- People randomly smile at you on the street, the shops, anywhere. Marcus didn't really believe this until we travelled to the USA together.
- Not a single person has rubbed or touched my tummy without first asking if it was ok? For close friends, heck even not close friends, I loved it when people touched my tummy. Although I did start to get quite a few Braxton Hicks contractions towards the end, so it did get a little tender.
- So many congratulations, everyone would say how happy they were for us and our new baby! From people in the street to people I semi knew (supermarket and coffee shop staff!). Not to mention from people I actually knew!
- This is a weird one, but 90% (if not more) of people who would "guess" the sex would say boy. We knew it was a boy from early on, but otherwise I would have been seriously convinced it was anyway.
- A lot of people talk of the "you're about to pop" or "are you sure it's just one?" Comments, but I didn't get any of those. Let's be honest here, I was huge!
I really enjoyed being pregnant up to about 36 weeks, then I was over it. I was exhausted but couldn't sleep and I was hungry but couldn't eat. Hungry, tired and pregnant is no great combination. How quickly it is forgotten when the little bean arrives!!