My son was born in the dead of winter, making his big debut on January 1 and kicking off a brand-new year and a wildly different new life. We spent plenty of time hibernating from the snow, plus a few weeks chasing the sun in Arizona, and finally emerged to a budding spring after three months (a milestone that brought some comfort, though little more sleep).
I loved being pregnant. Not only could I adopt a fall wardrobe of hand-me-down maternity jeans, ankle boots and my husband?s old sweaters, but I was also constantly in awe of the little movements I felt in my belly?even if Theo spent most of his time crammed in my right ribcage jabbing around with those sharp little limbs.
My sweaty haze of a second pregnancy couldn?t be more different. From chafed thighs and swollen ankles to fierce BO and a permanently misty upper lip, it?s been harder to bask in the glory of this magical pursuit. And hey, I know I?m lucky to be pregnant at all, so when my self-pitying peaked, I found comfort on Today?s Parent?s Facebook page, where our readers gamely shared their favourite things about being pregnant in the summer?and it made me realize that this seasonal swap has some perks of its own. I can?t do anything about the fact that my second child has promptly found their way into his or her big brother?s well-trodden rib nook, but I can take comfort in these eight reasons why being pregnant in the summer actually rocks.
1. Swollen feet, be free
Yes, my feet are way more swollen in the sum...