Mami Moments: Pregnant and Confused
So, before you go on spreading rumors, I am NOT pregnant. Confused? Um, yes. That one I can’t deny.
I haven’t done a Mami Moments in a while and this time around I decided to give the ‘hood a taste of another Mami. Granted, her bun is still baking but to me, she’s a Mami already.
Meet Ms. Brittany, also known as Clumps of Mascara (how cute is that?). She is pregnant, adorable and apparently, confused. Alas, I was too
old anal retentiveÂ seasoned to have this particular problem (remind me to tell you about my spreadsheet with my THREE registries complete with pivot tables). But, I know how she feels nonetheless because confusion is just part of mamihood. Â Can we help a sistah out?
Confession: I am 5 months pregnant and unprepared. Iâ€™m a little embarrassed to admit that to close friends and my family members but itâ€™s the truth. While my husband and I planned this kiddo to a tee, what I failed to plan was everything outside of conception. And I know that sounds nuts but give me some slack here. Iâ€™m a 27-year old first time mom who thought pregnancy would be the awesomely amazing experience but got slapped in the face with 1st trimester sickies from hell.
Okay, first of all – I hate that my Mom, Aunts, cousins and friends never told me the REAL deal about pregnancy. 80% of what I experienced during the first trimester were normal symptoms but seemed all dramatic because I didnâ€™t expect them. Why donâ€™t women talk about the real symptoms? First trimester came and left and I am currently in the trimester that most pregnant women love…and I see why! I am able to eat without hurling, have a cutesy baby bump and have an insane amount of energy. Being pregnant at this stage is kinda…fun! Iâ€™ve been enjoying 2nd trimester so much that Iâ€™ve failed to think about the necessities for when baby girl makes her appearance. This was all too clear when my Mom and younger sister (the one in college who has never had any kids) took me to get my baby registries started.
I have never been so confused in life. Excitedly, my Mom and sister grabbed a cart, snatched the list and ran off in various directions. I semi-waddled behind and stroked the furry Hello Kitty keychain that caught my eye. I ended up buying that keychain too. Thatâ€™s right. I didnâ€™t purchase one thing for baby but managed to score another Hello Kitty item that I didnâ€™t need. WTF? is right.
I followed my family around and let them make the decisions for what would end up on my registry. The conversations pretty much followed this…
Sister: â€œWhich bottle brand do you like?â€
Sister: Have you not researched the different brands?
Me: Uh….*orchestra of crickets*
How could I be THIS clueless? How am I supposed to know which diaper, bottle, stroller and carseat brands are the best? Was I supposed to research these things before getting pregnant?
I donâ€™t know doggone it. I just donâ€™t know. I always think my friends with kids are too busy to entertain my silly questions so I donâ€™t even ask them. I spent so many years enjoying the kid-free life and now that itâ€™s here Iâ€™m like…lost. I reckon Iâ€™ll get it together sooner rather than later. I donâ€™t have a choice though, do I?
Can any Moms out there relate? Is it okay that I am this clueless right now or should I be freaking out?
Don’t you just love her? I know I do. Brittany has a sweetness about her that makes you want to go up and give her a hug. I’m totally rubbing her belly next time I see her. And I’ll give her that hug because, don’t we know what she’s feeling? Hang tight babe, I guarantee you that everything is going to be just fine!
Brittany is the editor of the popular beauty blog Clumps of Mascara and a staunch advocate of the power of social media. Brittany has done extensive work as a social media consultant, planning and executing campaigns for a number of organizations. As an authority for all things glossy, shimmery and glittery, Brittany is the President of the Beauty Bloggers of Central FloridaÂ and she hopes that her love for beauty can inspire women to all ages to truly love themselves; inside and out.