Okay, so this post is a little whiny and heavy so if you aren't in the mood for it, visit me another day and I promise it will be back to fun and light! You've been warned.
I know I'm extremely new to this pregnancy thing and I'm in for lots of strangers offering unsolicited advice and belly touching, but I've been a little taken aback by some of the reactions I've received from my pregnancy news by women. I must have skipped this chapter in the pregnancy books.
So it's either:
a.) Me...I'm a fat cow. Let's just start calling me Fat Chelsea (yes, I referenced Pitch Perfect)
b.) The people I encounter on a day to day basis are mean
c.) Women are too hard on each other in this world
d.) All of the above
Does my mini quiz make you think of Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn? If not, go read it!
My coworkers learned of my pregnancy between 1-2 weeks ago. I would never have told everyone so early, but I do work with family so everyone got a little overexcited and the news spread like wild fire. I've received lots of congratulatory emails and hugs, but some were accompanied with a little side of mean:
Example 1: "Congratulations! We all were talking about you recently and how we thought you were pregnant because you've been looking a lot rounder lately."
Example 2: "Congratulations!"
Followed by belly rubbing...which I'm sorry, but at only 8 weeks you are simply rubbing my fat and bloated stomach!
Example 3: "You're pregnant?! So that's why you looked like sh*t on Friday."
Example 4: "I was wondering because you looked horrible last week."
Example 5: "I could tell weeks ago. Your face is so much fuller."
Example 6: "That's great! I can really see it in your waist and stomach." (this was at 7 weeks).
I could go on and on.
Maybe I'm overreacting, but frankly I'm sad that this is how women are reacting to me. Instead of being encouraging or supportive during this exciting, but very scary time, I've been made to feel self-conscious about my appearance of all things. I would also like to note that I haven't received one mean comment from a male yet. Maybe they are thinking it, but at least they have the decency to keep it to themselves. Men have actually asked me how I'm feeling more while women focus on how I'm looking.
I just want to scream...sorry, but I'm nauseous, bloated, sore, tired and emotional. Spanx just don't fit into my equation right now!
Blog friends, I know I'm preaching to the choir, but is this how women are to each other? Maybe my women's studies degree is making this into something bigger than it is, but I'm saddened. And "rounder" evidently.
Don't go feeling sorry for me though. I say all of this with a chuckle. I know right now, health is so much more important that my appearance. We just came from another great doctor's visit so I can't complain one bit. I just wanted to share some of the experiences that make me laugh and think and aren't often discussed.
I hope you are having a wonderful week so far!
Love,
Fat Chelsea