So, I miss being pregnant. Yep, I do. And I say this with the full realization that I was totally miserable a lot. I shouldn't miss the nausea, the misery of being huge during the summer months, the last few weeks of feeling like a whale... and not being able to get a good night's sleep once I hit third trimester.
But I do miss it! Moreso the excitement in the beginning when you take the pregnancy test and get a positive, the thrill of having such a wonderful secret before you've told anyone, how fun all the ultrasounds are when you see your little babe on the screen, feeling the first movements, and planning for the new little life you will soon be meeting. I miss strangers asking me all the regular questions (when are you due, boy or girl, what's its name), and being so excited for me.
Ok, I even miss labor and delivery! It was so exciting! And my brain is telling me over and over that labor wasn't THAT bad. Really wasn't. I've pretty much forgotten how bad it was. Ha ha. Labor got real fun once I had that epidural.
My only saving grace is that I'm not quite ready for having another newborn yet. I'm still recovering from those sleepless nights.
This is obviously how nature makes sure we reproduce. Your brain forgets all the terrible things and makes you baby-hungry.
PSA: This is not a pregnancy announcement. :)
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