Oh the joys of pregnancy. Blessing, miracle, pain in the butt. I’ve had “good pregnancies,” and even with that, some days are hard. I know people mean well, sometimes don’t realize what they’re saying or doing, or have a tough time empathizing with how a pregnant mother really feels, but that doesn’t necessarily make pregnancy any easier for us baby-growing moms.

So let me help us all out, the next time you see a pregnant mama:

  • We are next level exhausted and tired.
  • Sometimes, we’ve barely had any sleep.
  • Naps and early bedtimes sound great.
  • We love you, but we don’t feel like going out.
  • We’re lazy.
  • Our feet really do hurt.
  • Even walking can be tough.
  • Our hands might be hurting too.
  • Might as well throw in the back.
  • We can only here “you’re very pregnant” so many times.
  • Being called a beach ball isn’t always fun.
  • Hint: maybe ask our due date before assuming we’re about to pop.
  • Compliments are nice.
  • Though we may shrug off your compliments.
  • We may struggle with our body image, no matter what you say.
  • We just want to wear regular clothes again!
  • We know we should eat healthy, but “bad” food makes us feel good.
  • Don’t judge me for eating deli sandwiches!
  • Employers, work (and thinking) is harder for us.
  • Those last few weeks are extra rough.
  • Husbands, parenting is harder for us.
  • We may not feel very great.
  • We may be extremely sick.
  • It’s not fun being immobile.
  • But we’re not totally made of glass.
  • Please let us have a seat to sit on the bus or train.
  • Your kindness really IS appreciated.
  • Can we get regular expectant mama parking?
  • It’s hotttttt!
  • We may complain too much, sorry.
  • Our hormones are wacky.
  • Please don’t take offense to our moodiness.

The next time you see us, maybe you can ask us if our pregnancy has been different or as expected, what we’re most nervous and excited about for the upcoming baby, or what we have left to do to get ready for the baby. Bonus points to those who can actually empathize. (Yes, masseuse lady, you’re so right. I am in the annoying stage where people only comment on my size, and I don’t feel good about myself. Thanks for understanding.)

Sometimes I’m a good sport. Sometimes I get beat down. 40 weeks is a long ride.

So the next time you see a pregnant mama, please just give me them pregnancy grace.

Welcome to the world Chance Bradley Germenis!

Kendra joined the mom club in 2016, followed by the #boymom club in Summer 2019. Kendra loves to write, and for AMB, enjoys sharing her new parent experiences, tips, and general love of Austin. For her, life is a balance of spending quality time with her family, pursuing her program management career, and still soaking up life and adventures. She also freelances through her art and design shop, Kitsy Co. Assorted loves: art, date nights, culture, road trips, Bravo, breweries, chocolate, house remodeling, sunshine, live music and patios.


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