I want to start this blog post by saying that there is absolutely no scientific reasoning in what I am about to say… It’s just a comparison of how my personal pregnancies differed – and it might be fun to read if you are trying to guess the sex of your baby or have had different girl/boy bumps too. But if your pregnancy is completely different to mine and it turns out to be the other sex, please don’t blame me… So here goes. This is how my pregnancies differed when I was expecting two little boys and a little girl…
The Early Days
Stanley and Wilfred – With Stanley, I had no sickness at all. Not a jot. I don’t know how I managed to escape it, but I felt amazing from the day I found out I was pregnant. With Wilfred a few years later, I did experience some mild nausea (enough to prompt me to buy some ginger teabags for first thing in the morning) – but by about 10 weeks, it had completely disappeared. I think the nausea I did feel was down to tiredness more than anything (with an active toddler on my hands) and it never lasted for more than 10/20 minutes a day.
Mabel – Bleurrrghhhhhh! I was never physically sick with her, but I pretty much felt sick from the moment I woke up to the moment I went to bed. And when 12 weeks arrived, I really thought I’d get some relief – but no, it continued until nearly 20 weeks. By that point, I had so many food aversions – and most of those things I still can’t think about without feeling very queasy (I can’t even look at raw ginger, for example, which I chucked into a smoothie one morning thinking it would pick me up – and then felt the most sick of my entire pregnancy).
Stanley and Wilfred – The saltier, the better! Marmite toast was my breakfast of choice. I also seriously craved burgers, chips and pretty much any fried food. I felt so unhealthy sat there chomping on packs of chips in food courts when every other pregnant woman around me seems to be treating their bodies as temples – but I needed it. I had no interest in sweet food at all. Savoury all the way.
Mabel – Sweet, sweet, sweet! Crunchy nut cornflakes for breakfast, platters of fresh fruit (especially mango and juicy apple) as snacks, chocolate, pick n mix sweets, stodgy sweet desserts like sticky toffee pudding and custard… I lived for the sweet stuff… In fact, I’m still craving sweet stuff 4 months after her birth (I’m blaming the breastfeeding…)
Feeling the babies
Stanley and Wilfred – Both very, very active – always wiggling around, jabbing at my ribs, and performing somersaults that made my tummy completely contort. And in the early days when I used to find their heartbeats on a home Doppler, they were always on the lower right hand side – always in exactly the same spot – in fact, that spot became so familiar that I can find it in a second with my finger even now.
Mabel – Much quieter, right from the beginning. I felt her later and she just wasn’t as active throughout pregnancy – I still had lots of movement, which occurred regularly throughout the day, but she definitely felt calmer from the beginning. And the home Doppler? She was always on the other side to the boys, meaning it took me ages to find her at the beginning. She was on the left lower side, exactly opposite where the boys had been. I don’t know if this is a total coincidence, but it was my first clue that she may be a girl.
Stanley and Wilfred – Both pretty neat and at the front – people would always comment that it was very definitely ‘a boy bump’.
Mabel – Actually pretty similar in shape – but much bigger, right from the beginning. However, I think this is down to it being a third pregnancy and the fact she was much bigger (born at 9Ib 8oz).
The third trimester
Stanley and Wilfred – I didn’t really struggle with either of the boys in the later stages, apart from the obvious aches and pains that you get towards the end. I had no Braxton hicks with Stanley – and only very mild ones with Wilfred. However, I think both of these factors are down to them being a first and second pregnancy, with the gender playing no part.
Mabel – I had so many Braxton hicks that I felt like I was in labour for a good month before she was finally evicted. People said to me ‘It’s girls! They do this!’ but I’m sure it’s down to her being a third baby too. And I really, really struggled – I felt sick again, I ached everywhere, and I felt like she was going to fall out at any second. Because she was a girl? I doubt it, but it was very different to my first two pregnancies.