My wife and I were so excited when we found out we were expecting our first child. We had heard all the stories about pregnancy cravings and were eager to see what strange concoctions my wife would come up with.
I’ll never forget the first time she asked me to run to the store at 2 AM because she was craving pickles and ice cream. I thought she was joking! Who eats pickles and ice cream together? But the intense look in her eyes told me she was completely serious.
As tired and bewildered as I felt stumbling through the supermarket in the middle of the night, I have to admit it was pretty hilarious and memorable. Little did I know that hilarious middle-of-the-night grocery runs would become a regular thing over the next nine months!
Inside the Mind of a Pregnant Woman – My Pregnant Wife’s Hilarious Demands
Weird Food Combos
Who knew pregnancy could turn my wife into such an adventurous eater? Early on, she started asking me to bring home some pretty interesting food combinations. I’ll never forget the time she requested pickles with peanut butter. As strange as that was, it was only the beginning.
Over the next few months, her cravings got even more creative. One night it was melted chocolate on top of tortilla chips. Another time she wanted me to make a pancake sandwich with mustard and sauerkraut. My personal favorite was when she asked for a spinach smoothie made with maple syrup and sriracha.
I have to admit, her unusual requests definitely kept me on my toes! While part of me wanted to turn up my nose at some of these food combos, I knew better than to come between a pregnant woman and her cravings. As odd as they seemed to me, they clearly struck her fancy at the time.
In the end, I was happy to oblige her cravings, no matter how strange. It was a small way for me to show my love and support during her pregnancy. Plus, it led to some pretty amusing dinnertime conversations! We’ll certainly be reminiscing about those wacky combos for years to come.
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Late Night Errands
It never fails, as soon as my wife gets comfortable in bed, she remembers some random food item she’s craving. It doesn’t matter if it’s 2am, if she wants pickles and ice cream, then I’m headed to the store! Last week she woke me up at 1:30am asking for hot Cheetos and chocolate milk. I managed to stumble out of bed, put some clothes on, and head to the 24 hour market. Of course they were out of hot Cheetos, so I had to try 3 different stores before finding them. By the time I got home it was nearly 3am.
The next day I was exhausted, but seeing how happy it made her to have her middle of the night craving satisfied, it was all worth it in the end.
My wife was never a great sleeper to begin with, so I knew pregnancy would be rough. But I was not prepared for the constant tossing and turning all night long. She needed about 5 extra pillows just to try and get comfortable, but even that didn’t help much.
It seemed like every hour she would wake up and have to flip positions, go to the bathroom, or get a snack. I felt so bad watching her struggle to fall back asleep each time. She was exhausted but her growing belly made it nearly impossible to sleep soundly through the night.
I tried to help by getting up with her or letting her wake me up when she needed something. But no matter what, it was a long 9 months of interrupted sleep for both of us. They don’t call it “beauty rest” for nothing – she needed that rest! But the baby had other plans, practicing soccer kicks at 3am.
The third trimester was the worst for this. She was huge and just couldn’t get comfortable no matter what. I’d rub her back and her feet, prop up pillows, anything to help – but nothing really worked. She was up almost hourly those last few weeks.
We were both zombies by the end. I have no idea how she functioned or had energy to do anything. The sleep deprivation was real. All part of the process I guess, preparing us for those early newborn days. But pregnancy sleep is a whole new level of exhaustion.
Mood Swings 🎢
My wife’s mood during pregnancy was like an emotional rollercoaster ride. One minute she’d be laughing hysterically at a TV show, and the next minute she’d burst into tears because we were out of pickles.
I’ll never forget the time I came home 10 minutes late from work only to find her sobbing on the couch. When I asked what was wrong, she wailed “You don’t love me anymore!” Then, just as suddenly as the tears started, she stopped crying and said cheerfully “Let’s order pizza!” It was like emotional whiplash.
Her mood swings were rapid and unpredictable. In the span of an hour she could cycle through anger, sadness, and joy repeatedly. Simple things like a long line at the supermarket could send her from irritable to devastated to giddy. She cried during cereal commercials and yelled at me for folding the laundry wrong (who knew there was a right and wrong way?!).
The smallest inconvenience could trigger an intense emotional reaction. One day I accidentally shrunk her favorite shirt in the dryer and she spent 20 minutes furiously lecturing me about how I “ruined her life” and was “the worst husband ever!” Then we both just started laughing at how silly and overblown her reaction was.
I learned to roll with the punches during those 9 months. When she was angry, I gave her space until it passed. When she cried, I offered a hug and tissues. I knew her mood swings were temporary and brought on by surging pregnancy hormones. As quickly as a mood appeared, it would disappear just as fast. In the end, we just had to laugh at the emotional rollercoaster together.
Aches and Pains
Gosh, the bodily aches those pregnant ladies experience are no joke! From sore breasts to back pain, swollen feet to hip discomfort, there are so many aches that come along with growing a tiny human inside you.
I’ll never forget when my wife was pregnant with our first child, she started getting this pain on her side around the end of the second trimester. She described it as a stabbing, shooting pain that would come and go. Turns out it was round ligament pain, something many pregnant women experience as the uterus grows and stretches those ligaments. She did lots of stretches and used a maternity belt which helped provide some relief.
And don’t even get me started on the swelling! My wife’s feet got so puffy and swollen, I swear she went up a whole shoe size for a while there. It looked so uncomfortable, like her feet were going to pop right out of her shoes. But she powered through and kept those tootsies propped up as much as she could. Kudos to all the pregnant ladies out there dealing with cankles and sausage feet!
I also learned that things like carpal tunnel are common during pregnancy. All that extra fluid in the body can put pressure on the median nerve and cause tingling and numbness in the hands and wrists. My wife had to wear wrist braces some nights just to be able to get some sleep without the pain waking her up. Between the back pain and wrist issues, restful sleep seemed pretty elusive for her while she was pregnant.
So while I’ll never fully understand what it feels like to actually be pregnant, seeing my wife go through it gave me a whole new level of appreciation for the physical toll it takes on a woman’s body. Pregnancy definitely isn’t for the faint of heart! But going through all those aches and pains together made us closer and more excited to meet our baby when the time came. The discomfort was ultimately so worth it.
Forgetfulness Takes Over
The pregnancy brain is real, folks. I used to have an incredible memory before getting my wife pregnant. Now, I feel like I’m the one with baby brain!
The other day I went to get ice cream but drove home with a turkey sandwich instead. I didn’t even realize it until I got home and wondered why I had a cold sandwich instead of ice cream. My wife thought it was hilarious when I told her.
Another time I was about to hop in the shower when my wife asked me to get her the TV remote. I marched to the living room, grabbed the remote, and proudly returned to the bathroom to deliver it to her. She could not stop laughing at me standing there holding the remote while she was still snuggled in bed.
Some days I’ll be mid-sentence and completely lose my train of thought. “I was thinking we could go to the store and pick up some…uhh…what was I saying?” My wife just smiles and pats my shoulder sympathetically.
The pregnancy brain fog is real. I’ll open the pantry to grab a snack but stand there staring blankly, unable to remember what I wanted. Or I’ll misplace my keys and wallet multiple times a day because I set them down absentmindedly.
My wife jokes that she’s rubbing off on me now that she’s pregnant. The baby brain is contagious! I don’t mind though. It’s a small price to pay for the joy of our growing family. Even if I can’t remember why I walked into the other room!
Ah, the nesting instinct. This sudden urge my wife had to clean and organize every corner of the house was both endearing and exhausting. I’d come home from work to find her rearranging furniture for the third time that week or scrubbing baseboards that already seemed pristine.
While I teased her about becoming a clean freak, I knew her nesting habits came from a deep, biological need to prepare our home for the baby. She was laser-focused on making sure everything was spotless and in its place before our daughter arrived. And I had to admit, it was nice coming home to freshly laundered onesies perfectly folded in the nursery drawers.
As much as I joked about her newfound tidiness, I never discouraged her nesting. I recognized it as her way of bonding with our baby, even before birth, and her form of transitioning into motherhood. So I did what any supportive partner would: I picked up a rag and started dusting right alongside her. Our baby was going to arrive to the cleanest, most organized home two anxious parents could provide.
Even with all the weird cravings and late night runs to the store, I am so grateful for everything my wife is going through to bring our child into this world. I know it’s not easy growing a human inside you for 9 months – the lack of sleep, the mood swings, and all the aches and pains. But she powers through it all with determination and grace.
My wife amazes me with her strength and resilience during this pregnancy. She is creating life while still working full time and managing our home. I’m in awe of everything she is capable of. I try my best to support her through this journey, but I know I will never fully understand the many sacrifices she is making to carry our baby.
I’m also grateful for how she is preparing for our child’s arrival – researching the best products, decorating and organizing the nursery, and reading all the baby books. She has taken on the nesting instinct in full force! Even when I don’t quite understand her need to rearrange the closet for the 5th time or her obsession with finding the perfect stroller, I know it comes from a place of love and wanting the very best for our little one.
As we get closer to meeting our son or daughter, I am cherishing every moment with my wife. I’m giving her foot rubs at the end of long days, indulging her pregnancy cravings even if it means going out at midnight, and telling her as often as I can how much I love and appreciate her. I wouldn’t want to embark on this parenting journey with anyone else.