We all know I am not a huge fan of pregnancy in general but can say truthfully that so far the second time around is turning out slightly better than the first. First off, the obvious: I am not as sick as I was last time. Mostly though I think its the fact that I have been down this road before so I can ease a lot of my fears.
I’m not totally petrified of the labor process. I can never be fully certain as to how it will go, but I do know that I have done it before so I have more first hand information than last time. I know what a contraction feels like, I know what it’s like to shit all over a table, I know there will be like 10 women or men coming in and fisting me, etc.
My first child is alive and well so the fear I had as a first time parents doesn’t apply as much. Sure, you worry about juggling two, how the first one will adapt to the second one or how much it will cost for both. None of that compares to the first thought that ran through my head when I was about to leave the hospital with my son: “Who in the hell thought I was responsible enough to handle this?!”
The second pregnancy goes by soooooo much faster than the first. Of course I had much more time to nap, decorate a nursery and overall complain, but I will take quickness over that any day. Considering I loathe pregnancy, realizing I am more than halfway through without even blinking an eye is wonderful thing.
All these crazy changes to my body are no longer shocking. Massive nipples, leaky breast, puffy vagina, hemorrhoids, cramps, and the many other beautiful changes your body makes are not so depressing. I now know what’s at the end of this and that makes it worth it.
For me, the feeling that everything has to be perfect has calmed down too. I know that the generic diapers are just as good as the expensive ones – and that goes for clothes too. I do not need expensive clothes for a newborn because we know she will just vomit or crap all over them. Onsies and footies it is in the winter and the good ole diaper is fine inside during the summer.
I think the best thing about being a mom the second time will be the fact that I can better realize that everything is a phase. That the sleepless nights, screaming from teething, the babies first cold, thrush from breastfeeding, or anything other crazy thing parenting throws at you will eventually pass. Yes, new issues or problems arise but the ones you felt would never end usually do. So while I tremble at the thought of getting up every two hours for 2-4 weeks initially, I know deep down my child will eventually give me a 4 hour stretch, then a six…
So to my mothers who are second time mommies, contemplating it, or are in the thick of it, let’s raise our hands and rejoice in not being as totally freaked out as we where the first time around. Our boobs may not look as good but hopefully our stress levels are slightly down in comparison. Actually scratch that – I still have a toddler to take care of!