N is for New Life (pt 8 - Aug. 29th)

[HeyMonday]

Title: N is for New Life
Author: HeyMonday (Tash)
Category: Autobiography
Length: Middle
Disclaimer: I do not own anybody mentioned in my story. This is just fiction, not the reality.
Authors Notes: Read it and you'll know more about it.

N is for New Life

Part 1

It was the most quiet moment in my entire life. It was Monday morning 5:30 am. I was sitting on the edge of the bathtub and stared at the pink line, which according to the instruction for use (read that 27 times) detects the pregnancy hormone choriongonadotropin in my body.

I never felt so lonely ? never. Although strictly speaking I wasn't alone anymore.

And how do I tell him?

I tiptoed back into bed and was glad about that, so now I had 3 hours and 5 minutes left to think about a nice and lovely phrase ? for the man next to me ? which expresses the existence of choriongonadotropin in my body.

I once read the following tip in one of the info brochures in the waiting room at the practice: ?Write the word 'diapers' between 'noodles' and 'butter' for him onto the shopping list. Or put a pacifier into his attaché case. That's going to surprise him.?

Of course it will. My poor boyfriend didn't get the chance to enjoy such a sentimental spectacle. Right before the alarm went off his girlfriend who became apathetic in the meantime woke him up. Her valium voice said: ?Good Morning. I'm pregnant.?

Something really big had knocked me over there. How should this continue? This thought is definitely too huge for groaner and romantic. Especially before breakfast.

Whoever thinks that this is an overstatement should urgently watch both ?Kill Bill? parts. The whole range of the message is being perfectly described there.

Uma Thurman aka Killer ?Black Mamba? is standing in her hotel bathroom and stares from the instruction to the line on her urine strip and back. She lifts the T-Shirt and stares at her tummy.

The killer ? bombshell, who's fell an army of japanese swordsmen wearing her tight yellow overall- suddenly turned into a sensitive creature. A mommy with a mommy-look and mommy tears in the eyes. From now on responsible for two. Because that's not arrangable with her special job without maternity protection she drops it and disappears.

Following on that a huge massacre is taking place. Tarantinos action-master piece is practically based on that pregnancy test.

Compared to the tumult which ?Black Mambas? test started, my case was completely undramatic. Which, and I'm still convinced, was right with that man.

By the way his reaction was; ?God, how amazing!?

[mrjoban88]

wow a new fic your full of suprises.....................

i like this she is preggers wow.......... who is the guy wanna tell me and like the title N is for New Life nice idea hun i love it bump soon

[HeyMonday]

the characters dont really have names...so it can be anybody.

thx for the comment

[boo]

That was a nice start. Dealing with problems in a funny way.
I like it... can't wait to read more.

[HeyMonday]

aw thank you.
ill post another part maybe tomorrow

[boo]

I'll be looking forward 

[HeyMonday]

Part 2

Within the first weeks of pregnancy I felt like I've never been informed at all. I understood nothing about the things that were going on inside of me. Although, I could analyse genetic ? chains with a passion in biology class back in school.

When my gynecologist showed me the little bean with the beating heart on the ultrasonic-sceen I had the very first blackout of my life.

What's that supposed to be? And what do I have to do so there are arms and legs growing?

That exact restlessness made us pregnant women victims: thousands of specialized books are written so we understand what we can't control anyway. And we want them all: ?Pregnant with Nelly?, ?Baby Date?, ?When the tummy's laughing?, ?The soul feels from the beginning?, ?The midwife office hours?, and and and.

There you can read that it could pinch a bit in the lower part of the belly. The next day it pinches. Or that pregnant women have to go to the bathroom more often. An hour later you run there.

After a while I feel like my individuality was stolen because the exact thing that strangers wrote down was happening. But stop reading? NEVER!

In addition to that it happens that people around us feel the pressure to give tips ? unasked ? as soon as the word ?pregnant? is said. No matter if you're talking to mothers of ten kids or a hardcore single.

After all everyone knows at least one or two babies ? or at least has a pregnant neighbor.

You shouldn't eat soja ? or you definitely should eat soja. Jogging is great ? but vibrations distract the emotional bonding between mother and child. Sleep is good ? but you definitely shouldn't sleep much.

The own achieved knowledge by reading books means nothing to no one. Nobody cares.

?Uh, nonsense!? my mother says.

?I always ate salmon and it didn't harm you.?

After a while you're completely restless. Future fathers have an advantage in that case: their buddies backslapp and celebrate the fertility. No one would get the idea to explain how to find the right clinic.

Among all the advices and books about the development of an embryo only one thing has really helped me: My sister gave me the book ?How to become a fairy? to me. I should read that to my little bean with the fast beating heart.

It worked.

Since today I know: It's gonna be a fairy!

[boo]

well... she's either pretty young or really naive... it's like a little kid learning to read or something like that...
but she's right, things do chance in a pregnant's woman life...
I like it... keep writing 

[HeyMonday]

Part 3

One of the favorite questions to a pregnant woman in 3rd month; ?And are you eating weird stuff? Are you having strange longings?? - ?No, actually I'm eating like a normal person. It only hast to be  topped with cheese and fried.?, I answer and bite the white part of a jelly frog off and put the rest to the side ? disgusted. Probably cause it's as green as salad.

Ew! Healthy food suddenly disgusts me. Although I'd really need it right now. My little fairy and me. Some time ago I lived from carrots, full meal bread and semi-bold cream cheese. Some time ago.

Back then I had an apple and yogurt for dinner from time to time, the chicken without skin, the fish grilled without fat with spinach. Pukes!

?You just have to trust in nature. A mother intuitively does the right thing,? I repeat to myself over and over again the cedro of most of the midwives.

Unfortunately my body gives me the advice to live for at least two days from fresh baguette with lots of butter and salt and that my little fairy also grows without salad.

The dislike of healthy food is not the only absurd and contraproductive thing that nature does to me.

Let's take my breasts for an example; they're well-rounded, gigantic, beautiful, round and they're funny shaking whenever I walk, as if they have their own life. In addition my cheeks are fresh and rosy, the hair's shiny and the eyes sparkle. Short: You're sending out completely wrong signs.

Guys get that ?Wow, Pamela Anderson!? - look while you're rather thinking of building a nest and cheese casserole than of a hot flirt.

By the way; If a guy says that he's into small breasts he's lying ? according to my new experience. The big version with an own life is definitely more popular.

?Don't you feel incredibly female?? asks my friend with her admiring sound in the voice when she's coming with me to buy a new a bigger bra.

Honestly; You kinda become manly.

You fall asleep on the couch while watching TV, you don't have fun while shopping for clothes, you love to wear sneakers, hates girl-dinner/lunch and strokes with pride over the big belly (which ? on this level ? is only that big cause of the fat food). And ? also very manly ? you know exactly what you want. Even if it's only fruit jelly frog bellies.

[mrjoban88]

sorry i didn't comment before and love part 2 she finding it different to be preggers and its all new to her. Hope she gets all the help and part 3 she experiencing all the effects of eating/sleeping and new clothes which fit her and releasing she is acting like a man but its part of being preggers. Loved it tash bump soon

[HeyMonday]

thank you, hon

[boo]

she's like a kid learning to walk...
I love it how you described all the changes in her body and life
everybody is like: "wow! you're pregnant, that must be amazing!" and it is... but there are also not so perfect moments and you described them just perfect!
that's a totally different story and I love it!
bump soon! 

[HeyMonday]

aww...thank you so much!
comments like that really mean a lot
thx

[HeyMonday]

Part 4
Today was the day of the days. You might think the day of the day is the day of birth. No! it?s the day when you get to know the sex of the baby.

Probably almost ever man wants to have a boy and women want to have a girl ? a fairy. I don?t know if it was the same with my boyfriend. He said he didn?t care as long as the baby?s healthy. If you hear stuff like that you feel like a bad person. Cause all you think about when it come to this is what sex the baby is. I mean do we even have to mention that we want a healthy baby? That this is the most important thing anyway? I don?t know. Everyone wants a healthy kid. And OK?my boyfriend is right in every way ? this time.

So after we been told the sex of the baby we left the practice. With a big smile. The smile of two proud future parents.

There is one thing tho that should be forbidden. Touching the belly.

People kind of take a baby belly as an invitation to ?feel the belly?. Every day people ask me one of the most annoying questions: ?Can I touch it?? And before you can say ?No, this is my belly!? they put the hand on the bump and wait till they feel the baby kick. Most of the time they feel nothing and you can see the disappointment in their faces.

I think until the baby pops out my belly is completely sore. From all the hands touching and rubbing it.

Another annoying question; ?Do you already know if it?s a boy or a girl?? The answer always was ?No? till now ? and I won?t stop. I think I?ll always answer ?No? just to see the shocked faces. But then I have to explain why I don?t know. Questions upon questions. To avoid all this I might answer; ?No, but I hope its not a dog.? That?s going to shut them up. HAH!

And by the way: it?s really gonna be a fairy.

[boo]

all men want boys.. to play football, have girls talks, teach them... manly stuff 
but when they held their daughter in their arms for the first time they melt like chocolate in the oven
pregnant women are like museums... or I don't know... they all want to touch, to see, to know.. everything... poor women
keep it up hun
can't wait for more