Sitting watching some tv this afternoon and I was the lucky recipient of an email from “Babyexpertbabble” how these people got my email address, I wont bust a gut trying to find out as its given far too much thought to the biggest pile of rubbish that my eyes have had the displeasure of reading already.
Today’s article is brought to you by those who call themselves….”Baby Expert”, who cater for every mum and mum to be. Well slap my thigh, aren’t we the lucky ones! They are going to tell us how we can banish that all so famous “baby belly”! Wow, i couldn’t wait to read the whole article .. Seriously! Steam was already coming out my ears and rage beginning to build about what I would read next. It started out telling us how our uterus will shrink and the ins and outs of what happens after child birth because we as women obviously cant educate ourselves on the science part of pregnancy and just concentrate on the physical side…as that’s just what us women do. It gets better though, it then makes us feel even more stupid but puts their own element of care across in the sentence about not doing sit ups until at least 10 weeks after the baby has been born. Ok, thanks guys, I will remember to mark that special day on the calendar instead of watching my baby grow, or making sure that everything else that I need to do sits on the side line for that all important day when I can start exercising.
The article then talks about how all women like to stroke their pregnant bumps but how it suddenly changes to jelly after the birth of the baby. Talk about stealing your thunder Mr or Mrs “baby expert”! What about those who have pre natal depression and the sight of their growing bump may make you sick with fear and anxiety? Didnn’t think of that one, did you? Also presuming how every pregnant woman feels after their child is born, making them then view what was once an amazing bump but then dismissing it in the same paragraph is pretty darn silly in my eyes. I had visions of me shaking my tummy and shouting “Ho Ho Ho”, like Jolly ol’ Saint Nick! Instead, this article doesn’t make me feel good in the slightest and there is nothing joyful about it, just more pressure and guilt.
The next paragraph down from that was titled “The wobble factor”do I bject myself to this and read it? I did, Im my own worst enemy and just when I thought that I couldn’t produce more steam from my ears, I read that i really should have lost that little bit of jelly on my tummy within a few months. darn it, I am a disappointment to my fellow mothers! its been nearly 5 years and I still have a bit of my “marsupial pouch” as I refer to it as… Darn it where did I go wrong?!
I guess maybe when I began my journey through PND/perinatal mental health , adn trying to get my sanity back for myself, child and husband I must have got lost along the way?! or maybe when it was after my journey and enjoying being a mother that i lost out then as well? Gosh who knows?! Shall I ask the experts at this publication? Doubt that they would really have an answer to my argument of empowerment and pride that I have gained whilst raising a daughter, carrying her for 9 months and overcoming something much more difficult than losing pounds? Hmmm, silly me Indeed! as said in the article, I should really stock up on those control pants if all else fails so that I can be just like Gweneth Paltrow… But then … she also went through PND.
