I’m really struggling to enjoy this pregnancy - I breezed pregnancy with my first, I was practically Mother Nature herself wafting around in floaty dresses and lovingly caressing my bump (I was probably such an annoying tit during that pregnancy 🙈)
Then I had the birth from hell, breastfeeding from hell, I didn’t bond with baby and felt I’d lost all sense of identity. I was a career gal before getting pregnant with DS, and I never realised how utterly massive a part of my identity that was.
I only started bonding at 16 weeks, but suffered PTSD and severe post natal anxiety which ruined my maternity leave and my enjoyment of being a mum. I started KIT days when he was 6 months and was back at work not long after. Then I regretted going back haha!
The only reassurance I had that I loved him and was cut out for motherhood once he was born, was that “mama bear” instinct was strong and savage. He was very sick due to breastfeeding and I was so protective of him. So even though I didn’t feel like I loved him and had no idea what to do with him, that little polar bear in my chest that growled when a random tried to put their hand in the pram was my best friend during that awful time. I still say the newborn days were some of the most harrowing of my life.
And I find babies insanely, mind numbingly boring. I’m definitely much more confident parenting a toddler than a baby. I probably really started to enjoy motherhood once he was 12m+, and really felt complete when I was able to start a new role that worked better with family life.
I’m 19 weeks with baby 2, and really am not enjoying this pregnancy at all - I’ve still got hyperemesis, my section scar aches and pulls, I’m not sleeping, trapped wind, heartburn! There just isn’t a huge amount to enjoy right now.
I’m also utterly dreading the c section recovery already and the newborn bit.
However - I have the beauty of hindsight this time, and I keep reminding myself that the newborn bit and birth recovery is very temporary and will be over before I know it. “This too shall pass!”
I also know and remind myself often that even if I don’t feel a bond immediately, it’s possible to work at it and have the most beautiful connection to your little one - my DS is 3 now and he’s the light of my life, I couldn’t imagine being without him, life would be very boring in comparison.
Career wise, it’s actually set me on a more direct path to my desired position as I’ve been able to change teams and role to better suit having a child (I travelled a lot in my last role).
So rest assured to those who are panicking (and myself!). It’s absolutely ok not to enjoy pregnancy, it’s ok if you don’t feel the much fabled rush of love, it’s ok to be utterly terrified - it’ll be ok ❤️