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Watch enough science fiction movies and you’ll become too practiced in the suspension of disbelief to accept anything you see on a screen as part of reality. So the fact that we have seen the Peanut on screen doing backflips in his/her little water cave hasn’t managed to make being pregnant any more concrete. Sure, my belly is growing; sure, I spent three and a half months puking daily. But it remains too surreal to really fathom. Though I’m sure giving birth will probably clear up most of the surreality, it is possible that I will never really wrap my head around it, even when the Peanut is 18 and standing right next to me. Sometimes I can’t even fathom that I have hands or eyes or lungs—it all (our bodies, life, etc) just seems so beautifully, magically, perfectly improbable.

Making a kid. It feels impossible, like a miracle. It is strange and fascinating and exciting and insane. And yet it is the most common of events. Every single person you know was once an unfathomable bump on someone’s belly, and if you start to pay attention, you’ll notice that there are pregnant women everywhere.

The excitment, the surreality, and the sheer impossibility of the event lend themselves to smugness, to a feeling of having accomplished something. And yet what have you really accomplished? You’re a human, doing what humans do. Your pipes happen to function (which is always worth being thankful for if you want children), and you now have proof that you’ve gotten laid at least once in your life. This baby will be one of the biggest events of your existence, but its creation will only ever matter as much to a small handful of others. Like cooking it belongs in the realm of everyday magic: beautiful, sacred, life-giving, banal, everday, and completely, utterly normal.

Photo: Click Clack Gorilla at 15 weeks round, Peanut at 13. Please note the gorgeous sage plant that I have raised from seed in the background.

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Tuesday September 06th 2011, 2:54 pm 11 Comments
Filed under: conspiracies,everyday magic,gorilla parent (pregnancy)

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I’m not sure if it ever becomes less surreal. I’ve got three kids, the oldest is 16 now. When I was pregnant I could not imagine there really was a child growing inside of me, and once they were born I could not imagine this child ever having been inside me. Even if you know what is happening on a rational level is still is a miracle.

BTW, sounds like you are feeling better now?

Comment by Ellen 09.06.11 @ 3:24 pm

Ellen: I am feeling A LOT better now, thanks for asking. Things calmed down around the start of the fourth month, and now I only have very occasional nausea. And what a relief!

By the way, is the photo HUGE when you look at this post? Because it is when I look at it, yet my photo hosting thing swears it is actually much, much smaller than I am seeing. Strange.

Comment by clickclackgorilla 09.06.11 @ 3:49 pm

The photo fills 85% of the column. It’s a nice size.

Comment by Oldfool 09.06.11 @ 4:15 pm

Oh, I felt exactly the same way, and just like Ellen said, once the baby is out you can’t really imagine you were ever so pregnant.
But then your baby is there, a 24/7 part of your life, part of your family, and it quickly becomes a new and hopefully wonderful normal.

Comment by Frugal Vegan Mom 09.06.11 @ 7:31 pm

people will ask if we’re planning to have kids, like it’s all ho-hum, but i always want to shout “isn’t it AMAZING that this hypothetical new person we’re talking about would be a MIX of ME AND THE PERSON I LOVE?!” the very idea of it being possible for us to create a baby still blows my mind. i imagine that would never quite go away for me.

Comment by finn 09.06.11 @ 10:38 pm

Beautiful baby bump!

Comment by Jill 09.07.11 @ 2:37 am

Old Fool: Thanks. That’s the size it’s supposed to be. For some reason I see it as enormous (as in, four times the size of the column) sometimes when I first post. Strange.

FVM: Oh man. Can’t wait.

Finn: I KNOW. Amazing. One hundred exclamation points.

Jill: Thanks!

Comment by clickclackgorilla 09.07.11 @ 11:43 am

aww, cute tummy!

Comment by tess 09.11.11 @ 6:14 pm

heyyyyy,

this is really lovely news….I know I’m a bit late with the congratulations but….congratulations.

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