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"I did not like to be pregnant. Already at the first child not really and at the second even less ". Such statements are not often heard from mothers, shame is far too great. I talked to a psychologist and asked her why this topic is so taboo and if such mothers are the exception. In all magazines and media pregnancy is presented as the most beautiful and fulfilling experience ever. 9 months of self-discovery and symbiosis with the child growing up in the abdomen. Sure, there is the "morning" nausea...

Sometimes stomach feeding and laminating just do not help anymore. The belly stays. And the reason this time is totally crazy and crazy and just a little miracle: Baby No. 3 is on the way! And it's actually a miracle because we did not really expect it, because first of all, I turned 40 this year and second, we already have two cute boys. Although we always thought: "Actually, there is still one missing!" But I did not notice at first that I was pregnant. I was with my chiropractor and naturopath...

While I sit here and actually want to write about how much I enjoy being pregnant, I see the pictures of Aleppo on Facebook. Children who are in ruins, dead children, dead babies, crying women, crying men, screaming fathers. It just is not enduring. I have to cry and wonder if I'm oversensitive because I'm pregnant. No, it's just f..cking terrible. And it paralyzes because here in safe Germany you have the feeling that you can not do anything. The mother of Gustav's classmate Hanna goes to Aleppo on foot, 3,000 km, to prove to the world that something can be done...

When I packed my clinic bag 2.5 years ago, I was very nervous. I googled a lot and asked my girlfriends what I should definitely pack with, but nowhere is written. I collected "insider tips". My midwife also gave me some advice or even a complete list of things to take to the hospital. So I started a few weeks before because it was my first pregnancy and I wanted to be prepared. I like it when some of my head lists can be worked off. And besides, I had the feeling that my daughter would rather be on her way...

I am now in the twentieth week of pregnancy and so slowly we start writing lists of names. Did you do that too? We wish every child. One with the boy's name and one with maiden name. And of course, I look in the first name lists. What are the popular first names? Do I want that at all? Or do I want an extraordinary name for my child? It is difficult. Especially the third child. And in Berlin? What did it look like in 2016? Was there a difference to the year before? I once compared. For the girls, Hannah was definitely driven from first to fourth place...

As you know, I'm not the biggest fan of pregnancy fashion. So far that worked quite well. I simply converted my own clothes. It is the same with pregnancy oils. I prefer oils where the word gestational oil is not on. Ok, so what I've really bought in terms of clothing is three pants (pregnancy jeans, a corduroy pants for pregnant women and maternity chinos) and two pregnancy tights. Everything else I've managed so far. Until now, I can only say, because my stomach grows and grows, felt daily. My gynecologist said: "Everything is normal...

The time is racing somehow. I'm already in the 23rd week of pregnancy and really surprised how fast the time this time in my third pregnancy is racing. The baby is already 21 inches tall and moves like crazy. But I still forget how far I am. And with every other child, pregnancy somehow feels different, less important...

10 things that you no longer want to hear as a pregnant woman I arrived at the 26th week of pregnancy. Suddenly things are going pretty fast and I am starting to feel a little bit more pregnant since the last post where I wrote about the 10 things you only know when you are pregnant with the next child. I've also been a bit of baby-shopping, but I'll show that next week. This week I realized once again that it is sometimes annoying to be pregnant. For example, in the tram, when nobody stands up, even when I open my coat demonstratively...

Try not to create the maximum, but the minimum In this sense, I once sat down and tried to remember what new German 'learnings' I have taken from my university pregnancy. Before you hang your pregnancy in the fifth week on the big bell: wait. This may be tough, but: "Most miscarriages happen without the woman realizing it: before the egg is implanted. It is estimated that around half of the fertilized eggs go out in under-30s, and even more in older women. From the time pregnancy is a mild postpartum...

My roommate in the bachelor's program was in his early thirties, owner of a successful computer game company and already finished his studies. Little by little his friends got married, had children and began to separate again. He remained the childless single. But like many unrelated, childless people, he believed he could give the best advice on family planning. He regularly shared one of these devices with me and my friends: "Get pregnant while studying! You will never have that much time again!...

The third pregnancy is just a pregnancy, I could say. Yes, that's true. But she is different after all. And I'm already thinking about the time after birth. At my first pregnancy, I was a permanent employee and my maternity protection began 6 weeks before the expected date of birth. So I had a lot of time, which I spent with walks, shopping for the baby and just hanging out and reading. Today I sometimes think how crazy it was that I just did not do anything for 6 weeks. But I had worked a lot for almost 10 years and felt that I really needed the break and really enjoyed it...

Dear mums, dads and soon parents, my second daughter was born in January, I now have two children at home. To share my experiences as a two-mom with you, I've put together a small list of useful things, you might call them initial equipment, which hopefully will help you better understand your babies and ease your parenting a little. 1. The book "Oje, I grow" I start my list with a book. Two and a half years ago, bathed in sweat, I walked through the park with my six-month-old first-born, who had been screaming for hours, singing and cradling her - basically the nightmare of every new mum...