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Why Does Everyone seem Pregnant?

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Why is it that as soon as one person falls pregnant, 100 others seem to follow? It’s never just one person you know that falls pregnant but it’s a “who’s next” kind of phenomena. The old joke that “there must be something in the water.”

I can’t seem to go on any social platforms at the moment without pictures of bumps, scans or announcements and in all honesty, I am a little jealous.

I didn’t enjoy pregnancy, I don’t think I can go as far to say that I hated it but there were defiantly more lows to being up the

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duff than highs. Well for one, I am scared of being sick and you can pretty much guarantee that you will throw up at least once in your pregnancy or at the very least feel like you are for a good few weeks, I was still being sick at 22 weeks with Cassius, thanks boy! I lived in constant fear I was going to throw up in public, it happened only once but it pretty much scared me for life, I also had to use Cora’s beloved handbag to catch it…she wasn’t happy with me at all. The constant feeling like I had the worst hangover from hell made me irritable,
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grumpy and pretty miserable.

I really struggled with my changing body too, I felt uncomfortable in this new body and my skin itched like hell from all the stretching. I didn’t know how to dress and normal maternity styles just weren’t my thing, so I ended up wearing my normal clothes with stretchy vests underneath to cover the overhang. I never felt comfortable.

Pelvic pain, oh the pain! It made walking impossible and one day while “trying to stay active” I was overtaken by an old lady with a walking stick, this is no joke.

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Passer-bys, people in their cars would stop and ask me if I was “ok? Or in “labour?” on my daily walks, it was funny I guess but I must have looked like I was in a lot of pain while I walked for people to actually stop and try and help me.

Despite the sickness, the swollen ankles and the piles (!) I can’t help but find myself forgetting about all that and remembering the amazing things that came with it all, when I see the bumps, scans and announcements.

The first time I saw my children on the scanner, the little flutter of heart

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beat on the screen that tells me you are still there.

The first time, I saw my stomach move when you kicked me and made me feel like you were going to burst through my skin.

The first time, you got hiccups in my stomach and then every night after, after my dinner. It was like clockwork. My daughter still gets the hiccups after her dinner each night.

The first time I saw you, you flip flopped onto my stomach and I can remember seeing the thick matt of dark hair and how pink you were.

I have my two children, they are

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just getting older, more independent and that’s the hard pill to swallow. One day they won’t need me, each day they need me less and less and this is why I am finding myself wanting another. To feed my desperation that I am needed by someone. Its completely selfish.

I know this is ridiculous though, they still need me, Christ I am 32 and believe me; I still need my parents from time to time even now.

So for now I will go all gooey eyed when I see my friends growing bumps, a waddling stranger in the street or a tiny new born baby

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with their exhausted parents then I will look at my beautiful babies. Remember how they grew in my body, the sleepless nights, the not knowing what the hell was wrong after hours of crying, the POO-namis and with a bump I will be right back to reality.

Nope, I won’t be having anymore…maybe…nope. nope. NOPE!!…maybe?
Find more writings at www.mumforce.co.uk

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Why Does Everyone seem Pregnant?

- 16 Mar 19

Why is it that as soon as one person falls pregnant, 100 others seem to follow? It’s never just one person you know that falls pregnant but it’s a “who’s next” kind of phenomena. The old joke that “there must be something in the water.”
I can’t seem to go on any social platforms at the moment without pictures of bumps, scans or announcements and in all honesty, I am a little jealous.
I didn’t enjoy pregnancy, I don’t think I can go as far to say that I hated it but there were defiantly more lows to being up the duff than highs. Well for one, I am scared of being sick and you can pretty much guarantee that you will throw up at least once in your pregnancy or at the very least feel like you are for a good few weeks, I was still being sick at 22 weeks with Cassius, thanks boy! I lived in constant fear I was going to throw up in public, it happened only once but it pretty much scared me for life, I also had to use Cora’s beloved handbag to catch it…she wasn’t happy with me at all. The constant feeling like I had the worst hangover from hell made me irritable, grumpy and pretty miserable.
I really struggled with my changing body too, I felt uncomfortable in this new body and my skin itched like hell from all the stretching. I didn’t know how to dress and normal maternity styles just weren’t my thing, so I ended up wearing my normal clothes with stretchy vests underneath to cover the overhang. I never felt comfortable.
Pelvic pain, oh the pain! It made walking impossible and one day while “trying to stay active” I was overtaken by an old lady with a walking stick, this is no joke. Passer-bys, people in their cars would stop and ask me if I was “ok? Or in “labour?” on my daily walks, it was funny I guess but I must have looked like I was in a lot of pain while I walked for people to actually stop and try and help me.
Despite the sickness, the swollen ankles and the piles (!) I can’t help but find myself forgetting about all that and remembering the amazing things that came with it all, when I see the bumps, scans and announcements.
The first time I saw my children on the scanner, the little flutter of heart beat on the screen that tells me you are still there.
The first time, I saw my stomach move when you kicked me and made me feel like you were going to burst through my skin.
The first time, you got hiccups in my stomach and then every night after, after my dinner. It was like clockwork. My daughter still gets the hiccups after her dinner each night.
The first time I saw you, you flip flopped onto my stomach and I can remember seeing the thick matt of dark hair and how pink you were.
I have my two children, they are just getting older, more independent and that’s the hard pill to swallow. One day they won’t need me, each day they need me less and less and this is why I am finding myself wanting another. To feed my desperation that I am needed by someone. Its completely selfish.
I know this is ridiculous though, they still need me, Christ I am 32 and believe me; I still need my parents from time to time even now.
So for now I will go all gooey eyed when I see my friends growing bumps, a waddling stranger in the street or a tiny new born baby with their exhausted parents then I will look at my beautiful babies. Remember how they grew in my body, the sleepless nights, the not knowing what the hell was wrong after hours of crying, the POO-namis and with a bump I will be right back to reality.
Nope, I won’t be having anymore…maybe…nope. nope. NOPE!!…maybe?
Find more writings at www.mumforce.co.uk

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Gail aka Mumforce, is a Scottish lifestyle / parenting blogger and a mum of two, based in Edinburgh. After giving birth to 2 little darlings Gail focussed some attention towards rediscovering/discovering herself. Being a daughter, sister, friend, wife and mother can take a lot out of the best of us. Whilst in amongst/ dealing with all the unpredictability’s in life it’s an easy thing to go into pilot mode/ forget to catch your breath and although bringing up another human being is arguably one of the most difficult challenges a human can be blessed with – “it can often be the case the we want more in respect to purpose, something that is just me”. Gail is open about her mental health and hopes that through writing, honestly about her experiences she can allow others to open up and no longer feel alone. As well as talking/writing about her struggles with mental health, Gail blogs about daily life, women’s rights and issues that some are afraid to address. Throw in a few family outing reviews, product reviews and mum fashion and we have a very mixed bag which truly represents the addictive randomness that is Mumforce. ​To begin with Gail found writing as a form of therapy and a hobby however through her literacy journey Gail’s lifelong pursuit of seeking acceptance has been redefined – “ I finally understood that it was self acceptance that was being sought and have since embraced every ounce of human emotion and solidified its presence through my words”. A unique character who we can all relate to who gives a fantastic reflection of the main battle we have in life, “the person staring back at me in the mirror”.

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