Just as no woman is the same as another, no pregnancy is the same as another. Even the different pregnancies of the same woman are also different from each other.
Although the repeat offenders play with the experience in favor and face the second pregnancy with more certainty since we already know what the matter is about, inevitably new circumstances, new concerns and fears appear.
The symptoms may be similar or completely different and that does not mean that one pregnancy is better or worse than the other. For example, in my case, although I had already experienced the annoying nausea (which by the way have not stopped visiting me), I do not know if it was less intense in my first pregnancy or it turns out that I now have less patience. It may be both, but I think I'm more inclined to the second.
Another abysmal difference is that with the first pregnancy, especially during the first trimester when the discomfort is attributed, you can rest or go to sleep three hours of nap if you feel like it. Instead, the second time you have a baby in gestation and a girl full of energy that demands 200 percent of attention at all hours. I don't know if I'm the only one that happens, but I can't help feeling a little guilty of the little attention (or less than on the first occasion) that I give to this pregnancy. I used to read all the magazines about babies and for having and knew day by day how the baby was growing, now I have even doubted what week I am.
Already since we learned the good news, the news was received with less euphoria than the first time. I guess because it was no longer "the novelty", or it will be because we are more mature. Even with the novelty of the first you are the queen of the family, everyone asks you, gives you, pampers you. With the second, they already take it for granted that you are an expert mother and you feel a little like the syndrome of the dethroned queen.
In what almost all pregnancies beyond frivolities coincide is in the illusion and happiness of waiting for a baby.
