My pregnancy was exciting for our whole family. My husband and I had just started trying to conceive and then, surprise, the second line appeared on that pregnancy test. While the next nine months were full of exciting, terrifying, fun, not-so-fun, and pretty damn gross moments for both of us, there are some pregnancy moments your partner just can't understand.
Some of these moments are amazing and beautiful. Feeling your baby move from the first flitter (like butterfly wings or gas bubbles), to the laps my son seemed to swim every evening while I was trying to get some sleep. Wrapping your arms around your growing belly and knowing that a tiny human was growing inside you that is part of you, and you are part of them.
Some were surreal and silly. Like what it feels like to feel like your body is not your own. My body that ran marathons and held balancing poses in yoga class was growing, stretching, and moving with less grace than a hippopotamus. Feeling your baby move while having sex was so odd. Not odd enough to kill the mood (for me), but I didn't mention it to my husband in case it was a deal breaker for him.
Some were scary and private. Like when I saw spots of blood on my underwear or when I wouldn't feel the baby move for an hour and frantically drink some cold juice and find the right position before calling my doctor in a panic, only only to hear some variation of, "Well, wait and see."
Others were so terrible I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy, let alone my partner in crime. I had uncontrollable nausea and vomiting, punctuated by weird cravings for foods I literally would never eat otherwise. Constipation and hemorrhoids made going to the bathroom frightening. My whole body hurt at times.
These are just some of the WTF, TMI, and OMG pregnancy moments you can't describe, let alone share with your partner.