Ever wished your partner could understand what pregnancy really feels like? You might want to show him this.
Last night my husband was complaining about having to sit on an uncomfortable chair while I reclined into our one and only comfortable Ikea armchair. It was the perfect opportunity for me to launch into a 34-week pregnancy tirade. It went something like this:
Him: “Why do I always get the uncomfortable chair?”
Me: “Oh, you’d like to trade places would you?”
Him: “…..” (He could already sense this wasn’t going to end well.)
Me: “So, you’d like to be the one that gets to lug this big gut around? You’d like to be carrying an extra 10 kilos and comical-sized boobs? You’d like to push this *emphatically points to gut* out of your pea-sized hole?”
Him: Silence. No words. Nothing. He knows better than to keep provoking a tired, emotional and highly-hormonal pregnant woman.
So it was much to my glee when I came across the 3 Pregnant Dads this morning; three men who are honouring their mums for Mother’s Day by ‘being pregnant’ for a month. It started as a dare, and now there’s no going back.
The dads are up to day eight of their experiment, going everywhere, including work and catching public transport while wearing a 15kg (the average weight gain a woman will experience during pregnancy) suit complete with breasts and belly.
The suits are specifically designed to create the following awesome pregnancy side effects: abdominal distention, pelvic tilt, shift in posture causing waddling gair, abdominal aches, lower back stress, inability to get comfortable, pressure on bladder, stomach and lungs, shortness of breath, difficulty rising from chair or bed, increased breast size, rise in body temperature, increased blood pressure and pulse, fetal movement, tiredness. You know, just to name a few.
Maybe they ought to read this: 10 things about pregnancy nobody tells you (and weren’t in the brochure).
Dad-of-one Steve, 46, is currently experiencing how “everyday things like putting on your socks becomes a monumental task” and just how difficult it is to get a good night’s sleep when you have a watermelon strapped to your front.
His diary entry for day three reads: “Not a wink. What an awful night, I just couldn’t get settled. Tried to make a small city out of pillows around my bump.”
Steve’s video diary: Day 3 (post continues after video)
“What were at first quite a pleasurable novelty, my boobs, soon became about as welcome as a fart in a spacesuit. They were way too warm and hung on my arm sending it to sleep, and waking me at the same time.”