I feel this in my soul. Everything about pregnancy, childbirth, and post partum life just sounds terrifying.
Oh, I may experience wild hormonal swings that make me feel crazy? Cool.
I may lose teeth because of increased gingivitis and my body prioritizing nutrition to the fetus? Awesome.
I may wind up with one combo vagina/rectum after giving birth, instead of two separate holes? Fantastic.
I will probably always pee myself a little when I run, laugh, or sneeze? Wonderful.
I won’t be able to take lots of important medication for the TWO YEARS that pediatricians recommend nursing? Great.
There’s a non-trivial risk that I will literally die while giving birth? Just peachy.
I won’t be able to eat deli meat, sushi, large fish, coffee, or alcohol for a year minimum. Delightful.
I’ll probably barf my guts out for seven weeks? Glorious.
I’ll spontaneously leak milk from my boobs if I hear a baby crying? Marvelous.
I might get an yeast infection on my nipples from breastfeeding my baby? Magnificent.
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Editing to add other common concerns commenters have brought up …
I might get gestational diabetes while pregnant, leading to even more sensitive diet and medication management? Splendid.
I could have (even more) severe acid reflux and gallbladder attacks? Joyous.
The hemorrhoids are coming for me? Stupendous.
I might wind up with a hernia that takes (another) abdominal surgery to fix? Stellar.