Pregnancy and snails have a lot in common.
AJ and I are away on our lovely hols at the moment in beautiful Hossegor, France and although this on first sight seems like the perfect thing to do when you’re 3 months pregnant, not just because you get to relax and enjoy the company of your other half in beautiful sunny beachy surroundings, but it’s also a lovely idea to make sure we get some quality time together to enjoy each others company before the baby is born
And… without taking anything away from that whatsoever….. there are some definite holiday drawbacks! #who’dhavethoughtit!
Firstly, the baby news sites and apps that join you along your pregnancy journey and kindly and aptly tell you that now is a good time to take said holiday.. also omit to remind you that when you’re on holiday you will absolutely not be able to have (and join your other half in having) that aahhhh!!! total satisfaction moment, when you have been in the heat of the glorious sun all afternoon and take your first sip of a nice ice cold bear!!! Not in your remit anymore I’m afraid!
Secondly for us one of the main reasons for coming here is the surfing! And although I am nowhere near a pro surfer I can stand up on a board and have even managed to get in to a side turn.. (yea, I’m so cool..)
But, being pregnant says, NO to surfing and is considered dangerous. Would I take the risk? No, because if anything happened I’d never forgive myself. But does it make it easier to watch everyone else running into the sea with their boards to catch the curling waves? No, it doesn’t!
So instead, I get to lay around all day on an oversized sand free beach towel and read a book which I can’t say is a terrible feat, however again there are some new things to take into consideration here. Nobody tells you that the belly gets in the way of an all over tan! I can hardly lie on my front, it’s mega uncomfortable not to mention the new addition of my now hefty boobs that I am lugging around. I’m used to having small boobs and although I’m loving having a real cleavage I now understand what it’s like for my larger breasted friends. My god they get in the way and they’re heaving buggers, truly. Mine have grown three times since I was pregnant. First when I was literally 4 weeks pregnant they rose and never again fell. Then at about 11 weeks they grew again, seemed to become more ‘milky’ and less attractive, and just last week at 13.5 weeks they grew again, this time into sort of milk baps. heavy and uncomfortable resting against my skin. They seriously remind me of cows udders and let’s face it that’s what they are becoming! Big boobs are not the be all and end all after all haha!
And thirdly there is the heat. Now I always suffer when it’s really hot because my blood pressure drops and I drink more caffeine to keep me going. Again off limits when pregnant or certainly a very limited supply.
My breathing is so shallow that even walking to the beach 5 mins down the road is a stretch. I’ve looked it up (as you do) and it’s common place that your breathing can become difficult when pregnant but seriously I am moving around slower than my amazing 90-beep year old granny! (My inspirational Nonna as I call her) I’m so short of breath that I have to stop at the slightest incline in the road.
No cycling around like a teenager for me either! I presume the heat is making it worse but jeez it’s a slog to get around haha!
I like doing outdoory things. That’s my fave, surfing, walking around, cycling and a picnic, rock climbing (also off limits) and I like a cold beer and a glass of wine especially on my holidays!!
But in the end I’d rather be pregnant with all my heart and to make sure that me and baby are as healthy as possible, so I guess it’s just the way it is for another 6-9months. 🙂