It’s Not All Mary Poppins

Pregnancy Humour, or It Doesn’t Take Much to Amuse when your Mind is Flooded by Hormones…

Laura (Mommapalooza) was musing on some pregnancy memories, and got me thinking back (waaay back) to my first pregnancy, when the hormones and all that extra blood flow to the brain had my creativity charged to monumental new peaks. My creativity, and a bunch of other bits.

You know the Fred Penner song called “The Bump”? It’s a lively little ditty which starts out,

I’m a bump, ba-bump, ba-bump, bump,
In the middle of the prairie.

Being the exceptionally creative momma that I was, I saw huge potential there. Huge! Soon we were serenading our wee (and eventually not so wee) bump with,

You’re a bump, ba-bump, ba-bump, bump,
In the middle of your mummy!”

See? See how honed was the wit and creativity? It amused us, drunk as we were with anticipation (and perhaps a little terror). But the razor-sharp wit didn’t stop here. Not at all. The next line introduces a new theme…

“The land around is flat, flat, flat.”

The wit, it knows no bounds. See, when I was fifteen I was all prairie, and firmly convinced I’d be prairie forever. Caused me no little adolescent angst. By late sixteen, I’d moved west, achieved the foothills. A nice place to be. During pregnancies, however, the topography became downright mountainous. (Nature. She has a twisted sense of humour or a keen sense of the ridiculous.) Sooo…

“The land around ain’t flat, flat, flat.” Falling-down funny, that was.

“I’m a bump that no one sees,
Just a bump that no one sees.”

Which was true for the first trimester, but had us in stitches by the last. Yes, the joke lasted the entire pregnancy. Because it was just So Funny, don’t you know. And because we were just So Smart and Witty and Creative. Fun times.

How about you? Any fond memories of pregnancy goofiness?

© 2006, Mary P

November 16, 2006 Posted by | my kids, parenting, pregnancy and delivery | 9 Comments