It took us a few long years and lots of ups and downs to finally welcome our daughter into the world. I breastfed her for 12 months and then found out I was pregnant the following month. Now, 7 months pregnant while chasing around a spunky little 20-month-old, I realize my second pregnancy has been very different than my first. Maybe it has something to do with the difference in origin and stories behind my two pregnancies, or maybe it’s a commonality among most women with multiples. But I’m relieved to tell you that I’ve experienced a significant decrease in anxiety, and feel much less fear about harming my baby during this second pregnancy.
Here’s 3 pregnancy fears that I’ve finally quashed this second time around
- Exercise. Scared she was going to “fall out” if I jumped or ran, I barely did more than walk and elliptical with my first. As a marathon runner and active person in general, this was not ideal — but the fear seemed insurmountable. With #2 I have continued to run, cycle, take workout classes and have sex (that counts as exercise in my world) without fear and anxiety. I attribute this to the fact that, despite many factors, we were blessed with a strong pregnancy out of the gate so, in the back of my mind, I feel more confident in sticking to my routine.
- Eating. “Listeria, nitrates, caffeine!” I was that crazy person in 2013. I had lists of foods that I wouldn’t come close to and will shamefully admit to judging other preggos that enjoyed the foods I so desperately desired. I was sure I’d be the one that would wind up in the hospital. The second time around I find myself way more relaxed on what I am eating and more focused on moderation and all-around healthy foods but I don’t deprive myself from a daily dose of caffeine a la my Nespresso because, well, chasing a toddler is exhausting. Bring on the sushi (California roll, of course)!
- Prep. This stage of the pregnancy last time, I had the clothes washed, bottles boiled, swing/crib/bouncer assembled, and hospital bag packed. The stacks of baby books with post-its are now nowhere to be found. I know these things are still important but I have been way more casual about preparing. My growing bump and gentle kicks are just a little more subtle than the tantrum-throwing toddler in the next room and I am comforted by the fact that we survived our first and lived to tell the tale.
What common pregnancy fears keep you up at night? What fears have you laid to rest?
Photography by Forged in the North.