I never realised just how different being pregnant for the second time would be.

Firstly, there’s the stomach that protrudes well before you really can announce a little one is on the way. This may have a little to do with my cravings for cheeseburgers, a little to do with the fact that I didn’t lose all my baby weight after having Milla, and I am hoping a lot to do with that region being stretched to its limit the first time.

Secondly, I have been pretty careful to do all the things I am meant to and not meant to during pregnancy, but I find myself a whole lot more relaxed about it all. With Milla I drove everyone crazy with my need to know what was in everything I ate, strictly off anything remotely associated with caffeine, and was sure to do my pelvic floor exercises following a strict self-made program. Definitely not the case this time.

And finally, the first trimester has been and gone and it was over in a flash – a very messy, exhausted flash – but a flash nevertheless. Where did it go and did I even have time to think about and bond with my little peanut? No, because I am already a Mummy and there is no time to even moisturise these days (a little concerned about exposing the legs this Summer!).

Some things certainly haven’t changed though. It is just as exciting and miraculous. It will continue to amaze us to see and hear our baby’s heart beating. And, my favourite – I am still receiving the ‘advice’ and birth horror stories us pregnant women so want to hear.
My favourite so far I really must share came from a group of Prep children I taught last week:
“Mrs B you don’t have to worry about having the baby because it just comes out of your bum hole. It doesn’t hurt because it’s just like doing a poo. And don’t worry, not many people will watch but someone will be there to catch it with a blanket when it flies out.” Ahhh, if only that were true.

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