This is my wife’s 3rd pregnancy, and this one is special to me because I am here. I am not off working as an OTR driver like I was for my son, Cameron. I am not some 5000 miles away because Ana and I couldn’t be together because of outside influences and legal ramifications. I am here, right beside her. This is my first complete pregnancy. I didn’t just drop a load and vacate the scene. I am not going to be disappearing for extended periods of time, just to come back for the birthing on-time. This is the pregnancy from a guy’s view.
The Belly Bump
My beloved wife has often joked about being as thin and as flat as a 2-by-4 (2×4). I think she has some very nice curves that she keeps very well hidden. But she is starting to show, at least in my opinion. You can look at the pictures and decide for yourself. When Ana was pregnant with Lesley, I had a feeling and just couldn’t keep my hand off her belly when we would curl up together for bed. Then she left for Croatia. We didn’t have such great communication skills for the 6 months that she was gone, and I didn’t get to see my beloved woman blossom and bloom in ripeness.
Now that she is pregnant for her 3rd time and that I am here; I am noticing differences between then and now. Her belly wasn’t as flat as a 2×4 as she claims, but she was never so thin that she looked like she was quite literally wasted away either. Now she has a small bump. I see it. I feel it. I can’t get enough of it. I want to rub the belly, the pregnant belly, the lamp that is bringing forth another angel of hers. It’s small, but it’s there. And I am speechless and breathless about it. I am also so very excited because I am here.
The Breasts Enlarge
I know that my fellow males all enjoy a nice rack. I know that we all tend to look at them and envision dirty little things in our own perverted minds. I am not going to deny that. But I have to admit that I have never enjoyed a woman’s breasts more until after the first round of motherhood. Nipples seem fuller, more erected. They don’t just up and disappear after being fondled and caressed like they do before a child has been born and nursed upon them. While Ana may claim one thing, I claim that she has a very nice set.
But today I noticed that they are a little swollen. I assume that this is just the normal way things go (though I thought that happened closer to the actual birthing than shortly after conception), but her nipples don’t look folded over like normal. They also seem to have grown in diameter some. They appear to be in this eternal state of being turned on!
I also have that scene on replay in my head. After watching Look Who’s Talking several times, any man who doesn’t wonder what coffee + sugar + breast milk tastes like needs to have their upper head examined. I wonder…
The Emotional Roller Coaster
I have to say that I am very surprised here. I didn’t notice it with my first wife, I was gone. I didn’t notice it with Ana during the pregnancy with Lesley; we were separated by wide oceans. But I am noticing it now. I have a great wife. I have a very loving wife. I have a wife that is a very warm and caring person who has a tendency to put others before her. Don’t get me wrong, I am not saying Ana is a cry-baby. But certain things touch her and she tends to dwell on them, sometimes endlessly. Injustice bothers her. Seeing someone in pain bothers her. She doesn’t like it when people are unhappy and she will often try to help them, even when they refuse to be helped.
With her being pregnant, her emotions are heightened, and if something made her go “Awwww” before she was pregnant, it’s almost certain it will now make her cry. If something was upsetting before it’s twice as upsetting now which in all honesty has me a bit worried. Whether or not this is just a first trimester thing or the whole pregnancy thing remains yet to be seen.
I have probably embarrassed her to no end now. Yet, I am very excited about it. I want to see more changes. Maybe this is the glow that people say pregnant women have. I don’t know, but right now I am still in that immensely excited stage. Might change by the time she and I get into the hospital room where she gives birth and suddenly has the strength of 100 men and an ogre and is crushing my hand while screaming in that demonic voice…. which she didn’t do over Lesley. I might get it now because I have been teasing her with twins.
Wait, What?? Twins??!!
It is unconfirmed as of yet, but I myself, am a twin. I am the second born; but the first to live. Complicated ain’t it Dorothy? Ana and I have been going around the bush about keeping the sexes as closely united as possible, i.e. I am getting 1 more of each damn it. That way I can say that I have 3 boys and 3 girls. I don’t care that one of each isn’t a blood relation, but they are mine damn it. It may make the sexes even in her book if she has another girl… and the circle begins on who is in charge here. It’s up to her genes and mine to settle that dispute.
Last Thoughts
While I am bubbling over with excitement, I am also locked in that proverbial life and death struggle over the names. Dealing with the Croatian Law (to which I can’t seem to locate myself yet) which says I have to use letters found in the Croatian Alphabet. This means I get some fancy looking c’s, s’s, z’s, and d’s; but I can’t use the letter y. Then Ana is shutting me down on Avacyn Celes because Avacyn sounds too much like a medicine… Have a headache? Try Avacyn. Toothache? Avacyn. Best narcotic pain relief? Avacyn. Witch. I say it rolls off the tongue rather sweetly. It’s semi original, so what if it comes from a MTG card, this daughter is my Angel of Hope; because I am here, I am with you. If it’s a boy, I would love to name him Damon J-something, get that whole D.J. vibe going, or shoot for the moon and flip a coin on our two favorite Originals, Elijah or Niklaus. But I am dead set on Avacyn Celes for a girl, and Damon something for a boy; and it looks like in either case I will lose; which is a serious buzz kill to me. However, I don’t want our children growing up hating their names like I hate and despise mine. I swear I will get it changed to Ley or Leyline and just be called Ley. Frank *shudders*
So what do you guys think? What did you notice when you were pregnant the first time and afterwards, and on reoccurring pregnancies? Was I a bit too graphic and over the top?