Couvade Syndrome is also known as sympathetic pregnancy. It happens in men whose wives are pregnant. I think I’m having Couvade Syndrome.
During the show I became friends with my opposite’s wife who is now almost 8 months pregnant with her first baby. She has been extremely generous with me (especially considering I kept kissing her husband!) and has really opened up her life to me. Needless to say I am LOVING it – new friends make me awfully happy.
Having never been pregnant there are certain things that I mourn: the adorable maternity clothes (I know you got sick of them, but they are still stinking adorable!!), the kicks (what does that exactly feel like??), the sheer miracle of knowing there’s a life inside you! And my dear friend has just let me right into her life to experience all those things alongside her. When he kicks (it’s a boy!) she grabs my hand and places it on her belly no matter where we are. She lets me rub her tummy every time I see her (and I’m sure she’s getting sick of it). She has done the most amazing job of describing to me all the little insignificant details of being pregnant – everything from what it’s like to hear the heartbeat for the first time, to not being able to reach your legs to shave, to not being able to fit into a bathroom stall without bumping your tummy on the door. I LOVE IT!!!
Meanwhile, I’m not sleeping well, my reflux is acting up, and I’m craving all kinds of random foods.
I’m telling you: Couvade.
Craving pickles and ice cream are ya?
So glad you are back in the blogmmunity!
Comment by Darla — April 30, 2009 @ 11:05 pm |
glad to “see” ya again
I used to think that I REALLY wanted to be pregnant one day, but I have to say…after working in the NICU and attending all sorts of traumatic deliveries – ick. no thanks. I’ll pass
I’m all about the adoption route!! I’ll gladly have the pregnancy experience vicariously through my friends
Comment by Allison — May 1, 2009 @ 3:22 am |
You are so funny – at least you aren’t constipated yet
Clicking with someone new is always so much fun!
Comment by anymommy — May 2, 2009 @ 5:07 pm |
I have never been pregnant by choice. But while I was waiting to adopt my oldest, I pregnancy-stalked. Like a madwoman. There was this woman who was pregnant in oneof my classes and I studied her. Stared. Should really write an apology. Eek! But something about all that was very gratifying, even for me (I never wanted to be pregnant and always planned on adopting).
All these words to say: I get it! And I am SOOOO glad you’re back
Comment by Spring — May 5, 2009 @ 12:01 pm |
Kicks, the early ones anyway, feel amazingly just like gas bubbles. Later, in a much less disturbing way than I can describe, it’s as if you have an alien inside of you. My daughter would do these long slides on the underside of my belly with her hand or foot, and do these whole body rolls that you could actually see late in the pregnancy. The thing I remember the most, though, are the swollen ankles. Not so fun. And how more strangers talked to me than ever before in my life. Being pregnant gives people who normally wouldn’t even make eye contact a sudden desire to know all about you and the unborn child. I really did love people like you who were as into and excited about the pregnancy as I was.
Comment by Debbie — May 10, 2009 @ 11:08 pm |