I don't enjoy much about pregancy... morning sickness, breathlessness, raging desire for cake, piles (see, I'm trying to create a negative association for cake for myself), uncomfrtable sleeping, exhaustion, sciatica, weight gain, lalalala.... but I feel if I could go and live on pregnancy island for the duration, these things would be less noticeable.
Picture this - instead of wearing support tights so you can stand up all day without getting varicose veins, you go live in a luxury beach hut on silver sand, and fall asleep at night lulled by the lapping waves. If you get hot, a boy materialises and fans you with a big palm leaf. Well behaved servants bring you drinks exotic enough that you don't miss alcohol, and you are given three delicious and healthy meals a day, prepared by a chef. Fresh, delicious, ripe fruit abounds.
You spend your days walking on the beach, swimming in the warm sea or hot springs. Pleasant, atractive people massage you on demand. You meditate and float a lot. You write, walk, paint and talk to your baby. You do lots of yoga, with other pregnant women and talk to them about pregnancy and babies without worrying that you're boring them to death.
The sun seeps into your centre and you are not anxious.
Ach, I started off amused, but now I just feel bereft. I want to go to Pregnancy Island!
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i wanna go there! the exotic drinks and the buy with the big palm leaf! i wonder is he wearing a fig leaf... maybe we can set up a charity! anybody feeling sorry for a stressed pregnant friend, and anybody with a pregnant partner, and anybody who's grateful to their own mother for having borne them, will be encouraged to donate!
depending on how much we get we send mothers off for massages or 8 months tropical island retreats
Oh, yes! I should re post this idea, it got no regard way back then...
I want to go there, too! But I would feel bereft when I had to leave.
Nono, because then you have a baby!
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