My best friend Sarah knows that I’m kind of overwhelmed by ‘serious’ baby books lately, so she shipped me her copy of Jenny McCarthy’s Belly Laughs. It’s a humorous take on pregnancy that ‘reveals the naked truth about the tremendous joys, the excruciating pains, and inevitable disfigurement that go along with pregnancy.’
I thought Belly Laughs was pretty funny – Jenny loves fart and poop jokes, and so do I. I couldn’t help but think, however, that our pregnancies were so, so different. Jenny seemed to have the pregnancy from hell. And part of me worried that other women reading early on in their pregnancy would think their experience had to be hellish, too.
Here’s how Jenny’s pregnancy has compared to mine (so far!):
- Finding out you’re pregnant: Just like Jenny’s husband, my husband was also thrilled that his sperm ‘actually worked!’
- Morning sickness: Sounds like Jenny puked her brains out. I haven’t vomited once. Thank goodness!
- Vaginal discharge: Jenny called it ‘Niagara in her pants’ and claimed she went through several pair of panties a day, even if the first trimester. I didn’t notice this symptom at all.
- Hormonal rages: Jenny admits to uncontrollably crying but also says she suffered from ‘Psycho Chick,’ during which she’d fly into fits of rage. No rage here!
- Granny panties: Jenny ditched the g-string and opted for granny panties. I confess I did buy a few more pairs of granny panties, but I haven’t shed the thongs quite yet. Visible panty liners are the worst.
- Peeing: Here’s one thing Jenny and I had in common: the constant urge to pee.
- Nothing to Wear: Oh, yeah. I have absolutely NOTHING TO WEAR. Help! And Jenny is right – most maternity clothes are ugly. And expensive.
- Farting: Samesies! I blame the dog, though.
- Fainting Spells: I, too, fainted – but very early on, in my fifth week.
- Food Cravings: Jenny’s food craving were so strong that she’d head out after seeing a food commercial to buy that specific item. For the most part, I haven’t craved anything that intensely.
- Weight Gain: Jenny gained 60 pounds (my only snarky thought while reading this book was that she constantly complains about gaining 60 + pounds but confessed to eating an entire batch of brownies every night – either embrace your choices during pregnancy or stop body bashing, please!). I don’t know how much I’ll gain in total – guess we’ll have to wait and see!
All in all – a light and quirky book, regardless of whether Jenny’s very funny journey isn’t just like everyone else’s.