Ten awesome things nobody tells you about being pregnant

Pregnancy really is a beautiful experience. Photo: Jelle Druyts/Flickr

As I pointed out here – most people aren’t too forthcoming with positive stories once you’ve told them you’re expecting your first child.

Sure their initial reaction is always encouraging but then it’s usually followed by some horror story or well-meaning advice which makes you want to go home and cry into your ergonomic pregnancy pillow.

Of course there are some not-so fun parts about being pregnant – such as morning sickness, tiredness, moodiness and feeling as though you are slowly losing your mind. But there are also some awesome things which no one ever tells you about.

So dear reader I feel it is my civic duty to impart upon you a few of the things I have learnt since getting knocked up.

Please keep in mind everyone is different and these are observations I have made, I am in no way implying the same will apply to all expectant mothers.


The changing body – it’s not that bad in fact it’s quite an incredible experience watching your stomach grow from being (reasonably) flat to a well-rounded bump. The sooner you accept your body is going to change the sooner you can start to appreciate the amazing job it is doing. Oddly enough I feel more body confident than I ever have before. Also boobs – need I say more.


Utilising organisation skills – I love a good list – hence the list you are currently reading – and I get a sick thrill from being organised. With pregnancy brings the need for a constant stream of lists and an opportunity to put your organisation skills to good use. I’ve got a regularly updated list of names, a list of things we need to buy before baby Predator comes along, a list of things we need to do before baby Predator comes along and I’m even keeping a mental list on how I plan to parent baby Predator.


Food tastes better – admittedly the first three months I lived on soup and toast but oh my God hello second trimester and a big hello to my good friends Gouda cheese, chocolate and bananas. Not all at once but come to think of it that would probably taste out of this world. I’m not sure if there is a scientific explanation but certain foods taste so much better when you’re pregnant. Total foodgasm.


Lucid dreaming – who needs Foxtel or the latest blockbuster when all you need to do is close your eyes and head to the land of nod to be visually aroused. Pregnant dreams are crazy. CRAZY. Do you ever wake up in the middle of a dream cursing yourself and wishing you could get back there? Well with pregnancy this function comes for free – no need for a fancy remote just shut those peepers and you’re back to where you left off.


Everyone is nice – people will just about do anything for you when pregnant. They’ll carry things for you, give you back and foot rubs, make you cups of tea, compliment you when you know you look like hell, give up their seat for you, bring you things. It’s fabulous – just don’t try and milk it too much, no one likes a pregnancy diva and you’re pregnant not terminally ill.


Personality changes – it’s probably just the hormones but I have definitely noticed a softer side emerge with pregnancy. Pre-knocked up I didn’t get teary ever, over anything. I was a tough nut to crack. These days I get sad-teary, happy-teary, teary with love and I even cry when I laugh – it’s quite sickening but I do like it. I hope a milder version of this remains post-pregnancy.


An excuse to shop – there isn’t much I love to do more than shop. Two of my greatest loves are shoes and dresses. However with a mini-human on the way I have been demanded kindly asked to curb my spending habits. Alas fellow shoppers all is not lost – babies need clothes so you can hit the shops guilt-free.


Loved-up – warning it’s about to get soppy. I don’t think I have ever been more in love with The Boy than I am now. Maybe it’s hormones but every time I see him or hear his voice I swoon on the inside like a love-struck teen. Then I think about our little family and start to well up (see point 5). How could you not love the man who helped create the little life which is forming inside.


Butterflies – hooley dooley someone bring me a tissue. The first time you realise it’s your mini-human moving inside of you would hands down have to be the coolest thing on the planet and you realise – wow there’s a life growing in there. Once he/she starts kicking it’s even more wonderful.


Becoming a parent – what could be more amazing than after enduring the previous nine months you get to meet the little person who has been growing inside of you. Nothing.

Maternally yours, Journalists-Have-Feelings-Too.