How’d you feel about being pregnant?
Would it be “normal” to be creeped out/grossed out/weirded out by being pregnant? Maybe a little too conscious of the changes happening in your body, and it bothered you?
NOT weirded out by having a baby… y’know, after the birth. Just the whole pregnancy process/a human growing inside you type thing?
:o !!!
Eh?
Sure it’s possible, why not?
One of my cousins hated being pregnant, absolutely despised feeling like her body wasn’t her body, couldn’t wait to give birth each time. I always thought it kinda weird, it’s not like she’s some athlete or anorexic or any type of person I could think of that would be hyper-aware of their body, y’know? She always likened pregnancy to hosting a parasite, but wanted kids so she put up with it.
It’s not the typical response, but it’s certainly possible.
I felt sick throughout most of it and I’m not enamoured of the process, but I wouldn’t say I’m creeped out.
I have a friend who felt exactly like that. She said it freaked her out every time the baby moved and when it got big enough to see it moving it made her feel ill. She said it reminded her of an alien or a parasite that was going to tear it’s way out.
So it’s not unheard of.
I’ve never been pregnant, but I do have an absolute horror of pregnancy. My feelings about pregnancy are strong enough that I don’t want to go into detail for fear of giving offense. Note, this is only for me, not in general. I have a couple friends who are pregnant right now and I couldn’t be happier for them.
I love kids, too. I’d like to adopt someday.
My mom had a very difficult pregnancy with my younger sister when I was five. I think that’s where this comes from.
Oh, yeah, I can see that. When I was pregnant the sight of babies made me nauseous. I was such a bitch to all medical staff I encountered, as if it was their fault I was pregnant. Don’t even get me started on how grossed out I was about having my milk come in.
I’d just advise against watching Alien while pregnant.
I don’t know if it’s normal or not. I can tell you that with both of my pregnancies, I was exhausted and tired of being pregnant near the end, and couldn’t wait to get my body back. So, while not being creeped out, I was sick and tired of it.
I’m pregnant with my second child right now and, while I wouldn’t say that I find it creepy, I do find it a little bizarre. It just seems weird that there’s a person living inside of me. It gets weirder when you know the fetus has fingernails, is peeing, sucks it thumb, and, if it’s a girl, has developed her eggs so that she can have a baby. That said, I really like being pregnant and think it’s weird in a cool way.
I don’t know if creeped out is the right phrase, but I really and truly hated being pregnant. It didn’t feel like my body, I felt like I was inhabiting someone else’s. On top of that I was just so freaking huge and uncomfortable.
I would gladly have gone through twice as long a labor with a migraine, if I could have had ½ as long a pregnancy.
ugh, I can totally see that. in fact that’s why I keep saying I’d rather pay someone to have my kids for me; the whole process and concept just freaking squicks me out. I tried watching a live birth videotaped in some class in high school, and I quite literally ended up under the desk yelling trying to drown it out… half-playfully, but only half. ir makes my stomach turn thinking about some living thing residing in my abdomen and then exiting via my genitalia. BLEH.
It freaked me out when I’d see a moving lump in my wife’s abdomen and realized it was a foot or something. :eek:
Yeah, the thought of a watermelon coming out of an inner-tube is kind of creepy.
But that’s what all those powerful hormones are for - to make you think of the Wondrous Miracle of Life! Seriously, it’s a natural function, no stranger than the idea of food being squeezed through your intestines at all hours of the day and night.
Remember, you are not John Hurt.
This is almost like my reaction to the same thing. In highschool, I needed a bird course to fill up a slot, so I took Child Care. I like kids, the class was easy as pie, no problem. Easy credit. Until she brought out the birth video.
I thought like other “birth” videos I had seen, this one would be shot from over Mommy’s shoulder. Ho hum. Wet, sticky, icky baby, miracle of life, cuter once they’ve been cleaned and put in a warm blanket, yada yada. Except it wasn’t. They showed the whole thing…
At first, like the rest of the class, I was fascinated - oooh! This is explicit! Now I’ll actually get to see what happens! Dear Og. When that sucker started to crown, the rest of the class stayed leaning forward, eyes glued to the television - I literally screamed, uncontrollably and covered my eyes.
The film ended, the class looked at me, white with shock, and I proclaimed loudly, for all to hear: “I AM NEVER HAVING CHILDREN.”
I don’t know what happened, but somewhere along the way, I became interested in having babies. I think it is my husband’s enthusiasm. He loves babies and wants to have a family (thankfully not a gigantic one, two or three kids at the most is more than plenty). Part of me feels kind of excited about the idea, but another part of me keeps thinking, man, it’s going to be so weird. A little human will be in there, doing little human things. It will bump and move, eat and sleep. My body was always my own, but for nine months, I’ll have to share it with someone else. How intensely bizarre.
As for being creeped out, maybe. I’m a moody dickens. It will probably depend on how I feel that day. Some days I’ll probably be all fascinated by the whole thing, other days I’ll just want the whole thing to be over, other days I’ll start thinking too hard about Alien. I think it is probably all normal - everyone handles pregnancy differently, and you just don’t know for sure until you experience it. And even then, a second pregnancy could be completely different than the first in terms of how you feel during it.
I’ve met a mummy-to-be who had to have valium before every doctor’s appointment because she found the whole thing so traumatic. I saw her at her final appointment, and she cried the entire time. Unsurprisingly she had an elective section, because giving mummy massive doses of tranquilisers just before delivery is a no-no.
Once she had the baby though, everything was fine (she bottle fed) and she and hubby seemed overjoyed with their little girl.
It’s odd, but it’s not unheard of, the consultant said that although she was the most extreme he’d seen, she wasn’t the first.
My sister has commented about her horror of having ‘that parasite’ growing inside her.
So, no, I don’t think it’s anything but normal to be a bit creeped out or more by it. You’ll have to find another rallying standard for your campaign to convince us you’re really an alien. 
Heh…that’s one of my favorite things right now – seeing this odd bulge scurry from one side of my wife’s belly to the other, or poking at the kid and feeling him/her poke back. 
I’m completely weirded out by the idea of having a parasitic-like being taking over my body for nearly a year. I’m hoping someone close to me (sister, close friend) goes through it first so I have some more positive feelings about the whole process.
I’ll probably eventually have a kid or two but the whole concept of being pregnant? Completely weird.
Well, just to counter the trend here, I thought it was great. Uncomfortable, but great. I realized that I was doing nothing more than any other mammal had been doing for countless millennia, but it was neat to realize that I was creating, cell by cell, a new person. Could have done without the backaches, though.