My husband is actually really squeamish, but he has done well with all the freaky weird stuff that comes along with pregnancy, childbirth, breastfeeding and the like.
He didn’t bat an eyelash at the grotesque swelling, insane weight gain or the loud belches that seem to sneak up on unsuspecting pregnant women (not that I burp or have gas of any kind, tee-hee!) He didn’t seem bothered by the leaking, engorged chesticles, or the comically large nips that went along with them, nor any of the other many fluids that are part of the childbirth package.
I know at some point during or after each child’s birth, he wanted to say “OMG nasty,” hurl, pass out, or all three. Fortunately, he is smart enough to have done none of the above. Amazingly, he mentioned after my son’s birth that he saw the placenta and almost took a picture of it (still a a little mad at him for not taking a pic!!) and I was really surprised that his ears didn’t start ringing & the room didn’t start spinning when he saw it!
So what did he think was beyond bizarre? My belly button. Yep, the good old belly b. My button has never completely popped out, but a few weeks ago, I pointed out that it seemed like it was trying to. It almost had a lip at the top where it was starting to turn inside out (now it’s about 25% inside out, LOL)
I can’t remember exactly what he said, but it cracked me up. It was along the lines of “I should not be able to see the inside of your belly button. That’s unnatural and just plain wrong.”
Seriously, he seemed genuinely disturbed by this development. Not that he’s exactly in the running for the belly button of the year award either. He had an emergency surgery about 15 years ago that left him with a large, zipper-like scar down his entire abdomen. So yeah, he’s not going to be getting belly button model job offers any time soon either!
How about you? Does something about pregnancy creep your partner (or you!) out?