There are a ton of books out there on pregnancy, on what to expect, what could happen, etc. If you’re a mom-to-be with an appetite for info, you’re in luck.
While I am definitely reading some, I am actually not going overboard for a few reasons. First, I figure these books are like travel guides — you can read all you want about a place before you get there, but once you’re there, you find out the country is nothing like what the book described. Like when Husband and I went to Costa Rica? Yeah, the map from Frommer’s represented a street scape that did not exist. (Awesome.) I really don’t think I have any idea what I’m in for. I hear what my pals say, but when it happens to you, it’s like…a science fiction movie.
Also, maybe if these preg books were fiction, I could get through them faster. I need to read fiction. It just helps me function as a human being. (Um, as well as self-help.)
And another also, I can’t read too much, because the information will just cancel each other out. I have a few books on nutrition. You know what I highlighted and still remember:
Some pregnant women crave nonfood items, like ice, clay, starch, wax, and coffee grounds. These items are not food, and you should not eat them when you’re pregnant. Eating these things can cause problems for you and your baby. Tell you provider if you crave nonfoods.
Is that not awesome? Now, I totally want to eat like paste and dirt, but now I want to try it.
You know, if I’m being honest, is that the reason behind these instincts is that pregnant women are an entire demographic, and it has always unnerved me to fit in with any demographic. If I can’t have and be a smorgasbord, I can’t deal. Just how I’m wired. We can all blame my mother. (Ha ha.)