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First Pregnancy vs. Third Pregnancy
1st you know the exact number of weeks AND days pregnant you are at any given moment.
3rd you’ve lost track of the number of weeks and the best you can do is give a ball park figure when asked.
1st you write each weekly milestone of pregnancy in your diary all the way up to 40 – where you stop, because everyone gives birth on their due date, right?
3rd you get around to writing your due date in when you’re almost there, knowing full well it means nothing but you feel like you should at least acknowledge it in some way.
1st
3rd you know 9 months is going to fly by so you don’t waste money on maternity clothes, you’d rather spend the money on actual nice clothes that you will wear in real, non-pregnant life.
1st you diligently get measured regularly to ensure you are wearing the correct fitting bra.
3rd you don’t bother getting measured and you know the bra you’re wearing is ill fitting.
1st you research and
3rd you eat ALL THE CHEESE and drink what you want because as long as you’re not drunk it’s probably OK and anyway the French do it, right?! You don’t even know if the French actually do but it sounds good and you want the cheese. When did cheese ever harm anyone?!
1st you buy ALL the baby stuff, everything you could possibly need and more, and well in advance.
3rd you buy nothing.
1st you decorate the nursery even though the baby won’t be sleeping in there and your own
3rd there’s no nursery, you realise it’s pointless as baby will either sleep next to you in its crib (if you’re lucky) or in your bed. Nappies are kept in their plastic packaging and will be ripped out when required.
1st you install a changing table – a whole area dedicated to nappy changing with everything you need to hand.
3rd you guess you will change baby’s nappy on your bed. No changing
1st you wash all the clothes beforehand even the new ones with fancy (expensive) non bio detergent and iron them all.
3rd – you wash the secondhand dusty bits but assume anything that’s new will be fine. Nothing gets ironed.
1st – you worry about everything and read up on everything that could go wrong.
3rd – you don’t worry because you’re worrying quota is consumed by the other kids who are on the move.
1st – you cook batches of food to puree and freeze it in an organised fashion.
3rd – you opt for
1st you believe only fresh and organic produce should pass baby’s lips.
3rd whatever is going – pizza, chips, chocolate – that’s all fine.
1st you can’t wait for them to sit up, walk, talk etc.
3rd you pray they don’t start moving early because that makes everything more difficult.
1st you worry about labour a lot.
2nd you worry how you will love the new baby since you love
3rd you worry where they will all sleep.
1st you buy ALL THE THINGS!
2nd you know what you need this time so you make a spreadsheet and limit yourself to buying the things on it.
3rd you realise you don’t even have the basic necessities because you were just assuming you had everything already (but had forgotten how most baby vests did not survive explosive korma poo gate).
1st all your friends are so excited and throw a babyshower which is planned long in advance and they all attend.
3rd nobody really cares that
1st you take loads of pictures of your bump as it grows.
3rd you realise you have one picture, which is blurry because you took it yourself in the mirror.
1st you have too many name options and cannot decide.
2nd you pick the one name you like and stick with it.
3rd you have run out of names and have no idea what to call him.
1st you dress your baby like a mini human in actual clothes.
3rd they live in sleepsuits, mostly weetabix-encrusted ones.
1st you wonder if everything downstairs will go back
3rd you know your body is capable of amazing things and you have the self-healing powers of wolverine… but you accept that you probably need to wear a panty liner if you plan on trampolining.
1st you worry about how bad labour will be.
3rd you look forward to labour knowing it can be the best day of your life.
1st you have no idea what to expect and swing between being blissfully unaware and sick with fear.
3rd you feel more confident than ever before that you are going to love this
1st you take the pregnacare like you used to take the pill; diligently and every day.
3rd you can’t remember if you took any folic acid at all this time.
1st you worry how you will survive the sleepless nights of the newborn phase.
3rd you feel sad thinking how quick the newborn phase goes and wish it lasted