Wednesday, April 27, 2016

And then comes Max in the Baby Carriage....

And then comes Max in the Baby Carriage....


So, I know many have you have been requesting a new blog entry (forever!)  and yes, as much as I wanted to post during my pregnancy, I don't think many would have wanted to read about my constant whining and complaining that would have come along with it.

Of course, I loved pregnancy and thrived through every day of it's nine month journey. Even my husband would agree, I was an absolute delight, a breath of joy in an otherwise dismal day in his life and not at all like those horrible, sobbing, exhausted pregnant women you have heard about in whispers around the Obgyn's office. He would  also say that I am 100% lying about everything I have just said and was pretty much your typical hot mess through the whole experience...but wait! There's more...

I'm not sure what I loved the most about being pregnant. In the beginning, I immediately fell in love with the food aversions which made me dry heave at the very thought of eating as if I had a tiny hair constantly tickling the back of my throat or was being forced to eat a big pile of cardboard covered in dirt.  Perhaps, my adoration for pregnancy stemmed from the constant dizziness and breathlessness, the complete lack of energy, the increasing size of my thighs, stomach, ankles, feet, face, ears, hands and toes or maybe, just maybe it was the repeated nights of vomit that took a direct flight up my esophagus into in my mouth as I slept. It's just so hard to decide what I loved about it the most.

Ok, I know what truly did love the most which is definitely bringing my little man into this world. Yes, it was all worth it (especially because the human body is designed to completely forget about all of this the minute your baby arrives).  I persevered through all of the pregnancy bullshit and brought this wonderful little miracle into this world. It does blow my mind to think this cool little guy was locally grown in one of Western Pennsylvania's most hospitable uterus's and now I get to hang out with him every day.

As time permits, I'll bring you more snippets of my life as Myself filling the roles of Max's mom, Chris's wife and of course just me being me.

_ Mandi