I lost 7 pounds when Todd was born. That’s the name of my first son and that’s how much he weighed. That’s also how many cups of coffee I started drinking per day. After Todd was delivered, I made a beeline for the coffee pot in the hospital’s employee lounge. I was an overly cautious pregnant chick. The type that screamed at smokers.
It’s tough.
I stayed away from construction sites, where paint fumes or other harmful airborne toxins could be in the air. I didn’t even eat cheese for goodness’ sake. Abstaining from drinking coffee was the most difficult thing.
But there are a ton of benefits for pregnant women. I mean, a ton.
Like…
Unlimited naps. Wonderful, wonderful naps.
Maternity leave (you get paid to take naps for a few months).
Free stuff (a.k.a. the baby shower).
You begin to become healthier. The good habits you pick up during pregnancy will stay with you forever. Like, I love yoga now.
Also a good way to make mommy friends.
The best one: no periods for an entire year!
You win every argument. Who argues with a pregnant woman? Yes, I’m pregnant. Your argument is invalid.
Seriously. You get special perks for 6 months (the bigger your bulge, the more plentiful your gain). I would advise you all to take full advantage of your pregnancy perks. I mean, once you have children, your whole world revolves around them (they get to enjoy eighteen years of free food and housing and you have to cover the bill).
Bringing life into the world is a special thing. Believe me, it’s worth giving up coffee for eight months.