Susanne Remic is a primary school teacher, freelance writer and parenting blogger. She writes at Ghostwritermummy and Maternity Matters and in between all of that she regularly wins mummy of the year awards for running around after her two children, aged six and 19 months. This is her pregnancy blog: an online diary of her third pregnancy as she strives to overcome two difficult births, one angel child and one awkward toddler. Join Susanne as she shares every step of her journey from bump to baby!
Is that a baby kicking?
By Susanne Remic on 15 Aug 2011
Or is it just wind? I only ask, because I’m sure I read somewhere that a baby’s movements are felt a little earlier with each subsequent pregnancy. I know that I first felt my daughter at 16 weeks, and my son at 13, so there’s no reason why I shouldn’t feel this one at 12 weeks is there? Problem is, when I mention it to anyone they just assume its wind...
Why is it that so many pregnancy symptoms are so damn un-glamorous? Wind, constipation, heartburn... I could go on, but I do have some dignity, you know. After having about five doctors at the foot of my bed (one of whom was wearing a miner’s hat with a flashlight attached- I kid you not) at one point during my daughter’s birth, I swore that I had no dignity left. But it comes back. And soon you’re panicking about suitable birthing attire that will keep you covered and the best kind of tops to buy for breastfeeding in public. Pregnant women do have dignity!
I can’t be the only one who thinks they have felt their baby moving this early. And I can’t be the only one who desperately wants it to be true, either.
Since those two blue lines appeared on the pregnancy test, everyone has taken my word for the fact that I am pregnant. My GP has not repeated any such testing and all health professionals have merrily set upon treating me as a pregnant woman- the ball is well and truly rolling. I am pregnant. I told family. I told friends. I told the blogging world. I told work. Yes, I literally took a mega-phone to the rooftops and I told the world. I AM PREGNANT. Except, what if I’m not?
Stay with me here.
I know that the intense nausea is a clear sign that yes, I am with child. And the fact that I cannot stay up past eight o’clock is another indication of the above. But, what if... why has nobody checked? Why do I have to wait until the twelve week scan to confirm it all? The odd kick or squirm would be so reassuring right now, you know what I mean? Isn’t that why pregnant women are so desperate to feel those movements? Initially, we want to know there really is a baby in there. Then, we want to know that the baby is still ok. We can’t be scanned all the time. We rely on those movements.
So, instead of telling me it’s probably wind, how about trusting my judgement a little? No, it’s not the result of that questionable meal of baked beans of toast. It’s my baby. Ok?
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