I know, really, that I AM being unreasonable. But this is my second pregnancy (I'm 25 weeks) and I was determined not to feel this terrible this time about it....but whoosh - it's hit me really hard again and I feel nothing but anxiety about being too large, getting fat, having a huge heavy baby (my last was 8 1/2 lb, - I'm a petite size 8 when not pregnant, and 5ft 4 with a small build. Last pregnancy I gained 3 stone and looked enormous). All the babies on my Mother's side have always been 6 1/2 - 7 1/2 lb.....)
I've been trying very hard over the last few weeks as my bump has grown to elephantine proportions to not let these horrible feelings over whelm the whole pregnancy and ruin it. I know that a healthy baby is all that matters...but over Xmas my SIl came to stay, her baby is due in 5 weeks time. And I was horrified to see that she is about the same size as me. Since then I've had to endure my Mother commenting on how small she is, and today a conversation between her and my Aunty went - Aunty - 'oh yes, I was very small with both the boys, they kept telling me to eat more, and had incubators ready, but the boys were both about 7 1/2 pounds. But then I was very tiny with a very small build' (um, pretty much my exact pre-preg build in fact!) My Mum then says 'They've told SIL that her baby will be small too, she's got a very neat bump, but she's a very small build too'. At which point I left the room to cry a few tears in the bathroom, and avoided them for the rest of the day.
I really wish I could let it not matter, and enjoy getting huge and having a big bonny baby, but right now I am so unhappy about it that I don't want to go out and have people judging the size I am, and making comments. I've tried to talk to a couple of friends but they usually say something that inadvertantly makes me feel worse. (Like , 'ooh yes you were HUGE last time!') I hate being pregnant Sooooo much right now, and I've still got another 3 months to get through. How can I stop feeling this bad about myself? I'm also dreading the inevitable comparisons between my SIl's probably tiny baby, and my probable huge one!