Monday, April 27, 2009

Preggers McKnocked Up

Well, here it is: the Quiet Period is over. I am currently thirteen weeks pregnant and have officially entered my second trimester. Which is also the time at which, given the decline in miscarriage risk, it becomes advisable and allowable to tell one's friends. The effect of this unwritten rule is a tad ironic: it was only while I was doubled over with nausea and having to cancel all plans that I couldn't tell anyone why I was behaving in such a seemingly flaky manner (and likely giving the appearance of someone who can't be bothered to make new friends in a new city). And now that I'm feeling better, and it's "okay" to tell, I haven't really been rushing to tell everyone that we're I'm (I prefer the latter - J is lovely and supportive but shows no real signs of pregnancy) in fact pregnant.

Being massively nauseous and even involuntarily turned vegetarian (also ironic, as I have always taken pride in being an adventurous eater and meeting the criteria of omnivorousness) obviously prevented me from updating my blog. But while I was spending some serious time on the couch thinking about not updating my blog, I realized that a lot of of what I wanted to write about was pregnancy-related, as opposed to "just" being an expat in Brussels. Voilà Bébé Belge ("Brussels Sprout" and "Baby in Brussels" were already taken): a sibling or distant cousin of BfB, with random musings on what's it like to be pregnant and (eventually) have a baby for the first time, in somewhat foreign surroundings.   

Besides, I didn't want to annoy my blissfully childless friends and other uninterested parties with endless chatter they would likely find mind-numbing. To illustrate, I realized that, all of a sudden, I had sort of involuntarily switched parties, or at least entered an area of overlap on a Venn diagram - between the category of people who are horrified by screaming infants on airplanes and those who hold a slightly more merciful view. I even began to wonder when I would be able to fly with an infant. And that is a paradigm shift, if I have ever personally experienced one.

5 comments:

  1. Congratulations! What a wonderful country for your child to be born into - multilingual, multicultural, and full of excitement. Wishing you a calm and nausealess 27 weeks.

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  2. congrats maisie!! many more paradigm shifts to come :)

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  3. Yes. It is YOU who has a being growing inside of YOUR womb. In case there was an misunderstanding about J (or any spouse) having a womb.

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  4. Yea! Congrats! Very happy to hear the great news! Hope you're doing well.

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  5. Thanks, guys! We're very excited to share the news and subsequent adventures . . . And if you've been through it all before, feel free to provide any tips or advice!

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