John and I have known each other for 18 months. That's right, 18 months. I'm not saying that we've been married 18 months, or even dating 18 months, but we've known each other for 18 months. Actually, we pretty much were dating for 18 months because we got together rather quickly after meeting each other. And why not? He has an adorable bald spot and I am just fun to be around. We were sure to get together anyway.
Now, if you haven't done the math already in your head, let me break it down for you. We have known each other for 18 months minus 9 months that I was pregnant equals 9 months not being pregnant. That's right: John has known me for 9 months not being pregnant and 9 months being pregnant. We knew each other 7 months before we got married, and two months later, I go pregnant.
I honestly have to say, I am a completely different person. I noticed this just days after giving birth. As you may have already noticed by many of my complaining blogs, I am not a very good pregnant lady. In fact, most of the time, I just complained and complained about everything being painful or being negative about something. Post pregnancy changed a lot of things. I still have all those hormones, but things have changed and let me tell you what:
I enjoy eating now. I can actually eat. Food has flavor. I'm not grumpy all the time; I don't have to pee every 45 minutes, driving is enjoyable without a big belly in the way, not every single person gets on my nerves; I actually have the desire to cook, the list goes on and on!
Mostly it's my mood that has made the big difference. I don't know how John was so supportive because I would have ignored me with that type of attitude. In fact, here's a story:
We went to the hospital yesterday to go see the lactation specialist. Surprisingly, my friend was there with her baby waiting to see the same lady. Along comes a guy from my ecology class whose wife also just had a baby and they were in the recovery area. He came walking out to get something to eat. He also knew my friend and her husband. I said hi and reminded him that I was the girl in his ecology class that didn't like him. (It's a joke. He would always answer questions first in class for quizzes that we had. I didn't like him because I was jealous he always got the first question) Well, obviously he remembered my dislike for me because there was very little communication between us. I turned to John and said, "I think I made a lot of enemies while I was pregnant". It's true. I did. Many people annoyed me and I was not afraid to let them know.
Maybe I should apologize to the people that I offended. Hmm, but maybe there are too many to count.
Now that John and I have been through the 9 month pregnancy phase, we are starting to count the days that he knows me as a non-pregnant lady. Let's face it, I am a completely different person. And thankfully for John, I am no longer pregnant.
John sounds like a keeper. I'm guessing living with you during your pregnancy was the equivalent of having to put up with your usual morning crankiness times ten. Bless his soul.
ReplyDeleteYeah, I have noticed that you are much more cheerful these days despite the broken sleep and stresses that come with having a newborn.
I'm impressed. I was pretty hormonal when I was pregnant, but it was NOTHING compared to what I was after I had Clark. I was C-RA-ZY. Our poor husbands.
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