Maternity Myths & Memories

maternity myths and memories

George at Asda are asking bloggers to talk about their memories and general myths surrounding maternity and motherhood. Always one to shout my mouth off about motherhood, I was more than up for it. So, here goes, my tale of being a mum and some of the myths I’ve encountered over the years…

Before I had kids, I thought pregnancy would be a glamorous time, where I leapt through life with a little bump attached. Maybe even sporting glitter on my belly, a la an OK! magazine feature I once saw covering some random celeb’s pregnancy. Surely this is concrete evidence we can definitely blame the magazines for my complete misconceptions.

The reality turned out to be a mixture of Hyperemesis Gravidarum (an extreme version of morning sickness which required hospitalisation) and crying at my changing shape whilst being excited/ terrified/happy/ overwhelmed. We didn’t have the bank balance for posh pushchairs or the room for a nursery, and I felt bombarded by this supposed stereotype of a materialistic maternity stage.

After I had L, I was overjoyed with my new bundle and totally and utterly in love. I even missed her when she was asleep. But, and this is a huge but; it was a traumatic time. I had some serious post-birth complications and my stretch marks weren’t exactly what I had in mind at 25. I even sobbed for the end of my bikini days. Superficial yes, but totally honest.

I struggled with friends initially and eventually found my tribe after welcoming Mr T. A tag team on speed dial, we share each other’s stories. Watching my bumps grow and become babies, then children, I’ve learnt a lot. Mainly, making it up as I go along. I now know to ignore competitive parenting types- if they ram it down your throat about their perfect child while you’re struggling, they are not proper friends. I happily embrace my honest mama pals, the ones who say it like it is. Wiping Playdoh off ourselves as we sip lukewarm tea and tell each other our truth is my idea of bliss.

That glam pregnant person with a house full of fancy toys and designer prams doesn’t sound like a lot of fun to me. And, despite my initial thoughts, I haven’t said goodbye to the 2-piece. In fact, I embrace my mama body for all the amazing things that it has done. I’m so proud that I even wouldn’t say no to a sash proclaiming I’ve pushed 2 kids out. Although, that’s probably taking things a bit too far.

NB: Asda gifted me clothing as a thank you for this blog.


  1. December 15, 2015 / 2:40 pm

    Love this darling, so important to find your tribe and not worry about pushy parents. How different motherhood is from the myths presented to us. You look so gorgeous avec bump too. Fab post xx

    • mummymode December 15, 2015 / 2:42 pm

      ahh thank you! Isn’t it- and it’s so hard, but having kids definitely makes us more aware of the people we need around us xx

  2. Eleanor December 21, 2015 / 8:12 pm

    I just wrote my post on #MaternityMemories too, made me so nostalgic! I really enjoyed reading yours, too.

    • mummymode December 22, 2015 / 2:41 pm

      I’m going to go across and read yours now!! So pleased you enjoyed reading x

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