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The Third Pregnancy is All About Soft Cheese and Red Wine
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Well… not exactly, but that does make it sound a lot more fun than it actually is.
Seriously though, I have noticed that I am a lot more blasé about what I do, eat and drink this time around.
I remember the first time I was pregnant. I scrutinised every little thing I ate (sooo freaking picky!), how I exercised, how warm my showers were… and so on and so forth.
The second time, I was even more paranoid.
I think because we’d already had a miscarriage and even though I knew it was due to a chromosomal abnormality, I just wanted to make sure I was doing
Every. Little. Thing.
possible to make sure this one stuck. Except it didn’t… and we had another miscarriage.
So, this time around I feel like I’ve given myself a reality check.
I worry about the things I know could actually cause a miscarriage (chromosomal abnormality – clearly not in our control!) and I don’t worry about the other things like what I eat, drink or how I exercise, as I know the chances of those things making any difference what so ever are so incredibly slim that I just don’t think they’re worth worrying about.
I don’t want you to think I’m smashing soft cheese and red wine every day (I wish!) but what I have stopped doing is asking a million questions about ingredients and scrutinising every food I order in a restaurant (except that time I was served up rare meat… gross, would have sent that back regardless of the pregnancy scenario).
The only times I’m picky is when I feel sick or have a food aversion (for some reason this baby seems to think flavour of any description is the enemy… I really hope that trend doesn’t continue out of the womb).
If I feel like a toasted ham and cheese sandwich, I have one. On a couple of occasions, I’ve even had a tiny (less than half a glass) of wine. If I could stomach it, I would probably have a daily coffee too (unfortunately for me the thought of coffee makes me feel bleh)!
I can understand why pregnant ladies worry about food, drinks and exercise (I used to be one of those ladies) but now I just don’t feel like the stress is worth it.
The way I rationalise it is: 1 in 2 chance of chromosomal abnormality causing miscarriage versus next to zero in a million chance of it being caused by what you eat, drink, do or any other random event your imagination can concoct (“zero in a million” is not a real stat, to be honest I can’t find any real statistics on the chances because it pretty much never happens).
How about you?
Were you super picky about food, drinks and everything else under the sun for your first pregnancy?
Did the pickiness wear off with the second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth… or so on pregnancies?
Look forward to hearing your thoughts!
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