Please... LISTEN
“This is just what pregnancy feels like” they said.
“This is your first baby, you’ll get used to it” they said.
“Everyone feels uncomfortable in pregnancy, this is normal” they said.
For some reason, we do this to each other. Without thinking we diminish the way a new mom feels, we tell her all women have felt this way and now it’s her turn. It’s a right of passage, we all go through it, none of us had it easy.
The messaging we give to each other is to buck up - it was hard for me, now it’s hard for you.
Around and around it goes.
If someone had listened to me, they would have discovered that my belly had stretched from 30 inches to 42 inches in one week.
One week.
But I was told me the pain I was experiencing was “just first time pregnancy” feelings.
After years of asking questions, blaming myself, blaming my midwife team, blaming the universe, blaming anyone or anything I could.... I’ve realized that no one, and nothing is to blame. I was dealt bad cards. Really, really bad ones. For my introduction to pregnancy and motherhood, I got the worst hand there possibly is. Extreme pain, and child loss.
No one could have imagined that my complaining and my pain was actually something so serious - because we aren’t used to terrible endings. But I wish someone had looked deeper - I wish I had looked deeper - and asked more questions.
I wish I had known I deserved better.
The only one who can advocate for you, is you. That’s what I learned.
So, now I talk loudly.
Now I speak up and speak out, I’m the bull in a china shop knocking opinions off the shelf and challenging the way things have always been.
Now I say all the uncomfortable sh*t that people have a hard time listening to, because I know what it feels like to need help, and never get it.
Speak up. Be loud. And when someone near you is whispering over and over that something feels wrong...
LISTEN.