It’s been a month already since I gave birth to my baby boy, and somehow between sleepless nights and excessive baby clothes shopping (yasss giving birth during summer sales is definitely not good for your credit card) I found time to compose a little blogpost, relating some of the things I learned in nine months:

  • « Eating for two » is a myth.
  • Comparing your pregnancy to someone else’s is never a good idea. Each pregnancy is unique, just as each baby is unique.
  • It’s ok to ask for help. That part for tough for me because I hate hate hate being in the position of help seeker, but that heavy bag of groceries won’t carry itself to your apartment. 
  • Inevitable : people will constantly ask you how you’re doing. Like it’s laced with so much sympathy you’d think you had a terminal illness. Thanks Karen, nothing changed from yesterday.
  • You don’t need to defend yourself. You prefer watching Youtubers talk about their delivery experience instead of going to pre-natal classes? Good for you, stick to your decisions because no one knows you better than you know yourself – at the end you’ll be the one sweating in that room.
  • It’s ok to Google all sort of weird things, at any hour of the day (or night). How else would you know whether it is normal to crave for chalk? Spoiler alert: it is.
  • It’s not all about you anymore. Yes you’re pregnant and a real princess, but during nine months it’s the baby that rules in there, want it or not your priorities will change forever. 
  • Inevitable part II : you’ll get all sorts of advice. Just take those that concern baby clothing sizes (useful!), the rest is bullshit, you have Google for that. 
  • Your pregnant elephant ankles will return to normal, take heart your shoes will fit again someday.
  • It’s ok to yell at people that don’t let you sit in public transport. You’re carrying the weight of life AND you want to pee, you definitely deserve that priority seat.
  • Inevitable part III : people will try to touch your belly, and they won’t ask beforehand. It’s like you became public property simply by getting pregnant. I spent nine months stepping back or politely asking whether they would like to touch my bum too – that’s usually enough to make people realize how crazy they act. 
  • It’s ok to laugh, cry and scream at the same time. Hormones, you know.

Pictures : Charles Legrand

Dress : Mango 

Bag : Fendi

Shoes : One And Only

Sunnies : RayBan

Earring : Thomas Sabo

Shell bracelet : Tohum

Other bracelets : Cartier Love, Hermes

Heart ring : Dior

Other rings : Cartier Juste Un Clou, Cartier Love, Cartier alliance Trois Ors