Chicken Soup for the Expectant Mother's Soul: 101 Stories to Inspire and Warm the Hearts of Soon-to-Be Mothers

Chicken Soup for the Expectant Mother's Soul: 101 Stories to Inspire and Warm the Hearts of Soon-to-Be Mothers

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by Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen, Patty Aubery, Nancy Mitchell Autio
     
 

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You watched with anticipation and awe as the test strip turned from white to pink, and thus began the awesome and life-altering adventure of becoming a mother. Whether you're filled with elation, trepidation or a combination of both, Chicken Soup for the Expectant Mother's Soul will offer you inspiration as you prepare for the blessed event.

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You watched with anticipation and awe as the test strip turned from white to pink, and thus began the awesome and life-altering adventure of becoming a mother. Whether you're filled with elation, trepidation or a combination of both, Chicken Soup for the Expectant Mother's Soul will offer you inspiration as you prepare for the blessed event.

Written by first-time moms, veteran mothers, adoptive mothers and even fathers-to-be, these heartwarming, personal stories share the universal joys and challenges of impending motherhood -- from sharing the news with family and friends, to seeing the initial ultrasound, from feeling the first fluttering of life inside you, to finally holding your baby in your arms.

With chapters on Memorable Moments, Small Miracles, Challenges, Expectant Fathers and Special Delivery, this book will tug at your heart, abate any fears, and remind you that, morning sickness and sleep deprivation aside, becoming a mother will bring immeasurable joy and renewed meaning to your life.

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Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781558747968
Publisher:
Health Communications, Incorporated
Publication date:
07/27/2000
Series:
Chicken Soup for the Soul Series
Pages:
380
Product dimensions:
5.50(w) x 8.50(h) x (d)

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I'm Ready

I stared at the stick in disbelief. Two straight, pink lines. No doubt about it—pregnant. Oh my God!

A mix of excitement and sheer terror washed over me. Sure, my husband and I had talked about having a baby. I just didn't think it would happen so fast. It seemed like one minute we were talking and the next, I was standing in front of the drugstore's home-pregnancy section debating whether I should buy the single- or the two-test pack.

I had a feeling—early mother's intuition maybe? And bought just a single test. That was all I needed. We were having a baby. And I'd never even changed a diaper.

What were we thinking?

My husband, Joe, developed the baby pangs a year ago. I, on the other hand, was seized by fear. I wasn't ready. I'd look at a baby and mentally count the bottles of Pepto-Bismol the parents would consume once that bundle of joy hit those turbulent teens, or I'd calculate how much five years of college would cost. Then the baby bug bit me—and not a second too soon.

Now my body's on this wild, hormonal ride, and I have to say, sometimes I want to get off.

I'm this close to thirty years old, but my complexion is sixteen. Nausea is my constant companion. My friends even ask for upchuck updates. I never drive anywhere without an air sickness bag by my side, and I've thrown up in so many restaurant parking lots that I've thought about asking if I could just rent my dinners instead of buying them. My bladder has shrunk to the size of a lima bean, requiring me to pee exactly every thirteen minutes.

And I'm so acutely tuned in to pain—yeah, that bodes well for an easy labor and delivery—that I swear early on, I could feel each and every cell dividing. Hypochondriacs are not good pregnant women.

More proof. When two barf-free weeks passed, I panicked. I felt so normal. I figured something had to be wrong. Maybe I wasn't having a baby after all. Maybe it was a hysterical pregnancy. Joe assured me the only thing hysterical about this pregnancy is me.

And my maternity underwear.

I'm not sure which is scarier—having my body feel so out of control or those enormous, one-size-fits-all panties. At four months, my belly's still at that awkward is she-pregnant-or-is-that-a-beer-gut stage. My little Buddha belly is enough to keep me out of my stylish silk undies, but it's still too small for the maternity briefs. I can pull those things up over my chest.

I think I just invented combination bra and underwear. I'll call it the brunder. If I can sell that idea to Victoria's Secret, no more worries about our kiddo's college tuition. But I have to say, the most amazing transformation of all&3151even more than filling out that maternity underwear some day—is how neurotic I've become about this little person who isn't even born yet. It all hit when I saw the first sonogram of our baby on the monitor. That's when I really and truly realized this was our baby. Our baby. The nausea and frequent urination, all the inconveniences, well, they just melted away. They didn't matter anymore as I looked at this amazing person. Our baby.

At just eleven weeks old, our little miracle was already so perfectly formed, yet so small--just four centimeters-that Joe nicknamed the baby "Speck."

It was much too early to tell the gender, but I saw a little girl taking her first steps, walking to school, getting her driver's license, going to college, getting married, having babies of her own. Her whole life flashed before my eyes right on that screen. I thought about what a big, ugly world is waiting out there for Speck. One filled with cancer and war and junior high dances. How could I possibly protect her from all the bad, while letting her experience the good?

Yes, in that instant I realized there are much scarier things than that shapeless maternity underwear. But you know what else I realized? I'm ready.

—Kristen Cook


(c)2000. All rights reserved. Reprinted from Chicken Soup for the Expectant Mother's Soul by by Jack Canfield, Mark Victor Hansen, Patty Aubery, Nancy Mitchell. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, without the written permission of the publisher. Publisher: Health Communications, Inc., 3201 SW 15th Street, Deerfield Beach, FL 33442.

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Meet the Author

JACK CANFIELD and MARK VICTOR HANSEN, the # 1 New York Times and USA Today bestselling coauthors of the Chicken Soup for the Soul series, have dedicated their lives to the personal and professional development of others.

JACK CANFIELD and MARK VICTOR HANSEN, the # 1 New York Times and USA Today bestselling coauthors of the Chicken Soup for the Soul series, have dedicated their lives to the personal and professional development of others.

PATTY AUBERY is the coauthor of Chicken Soup for the Surviving Soul, Chicken Soup for the Christian Soul and Chicken Soup for the Christian Family Soul. She is the proud mother of two boys.

NANCY MITCHELL AUTIO is the coauthor of Chicken Soup for the Surviving Soul, Chicken Soup for the Christian Soul and Chicken Soup for the Christian Family Soul. She and her husband, Kirk, hope to be expectant parents by the time this book is published. Aubery and Autio are based out of California.

Brief Biography

Hometown:
Santa Barbara, California
Date of Birth:
August 19, 1944
Place of Birth:
Fort Worth, Texas
Education:
B.A. in History, Harvard University, 1966; M.A.T. Program, University of Chicago, 1968; M.Ed., U. of Massachusetts, 1973
Website:
http://www.jackcanfield.com

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Chicken Soup for the Expectant Mother's Soul 3.1 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 9 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I was very disappointed in this book. The stories were very sad and depressing. It made worry than excited about being pregnant. I usually enjoy Chicken Soup but this one lacked the positive stories.
Guest More than 1 year ago
Being pregnant and worrying about the baby is enough stress for any woman. This book was not uplifting (as I had hoped!) -- it depressed me by telling stories about complications and problems that I had not even considered. I would recommend that ALL pregnant women avoid reading this when there are so many positive books on pregnancy and parenting available!
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A real view into what one experiences during pregnancy. I appreciated the humor, and the honesty of these touching stories. Recommended to new-to-be moms or moms who already have children and are expecting again. For brand new moms a must have companion to this could be: "What to Expect When you are Expecting" as it is a more in-depth scientific look into the changes your body is going through, how to recognize real labor from false labor, with visual stages of growth and development in the womb. Awesome month by month "checklist" about what you may be feeling, thinking, worrying about.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I just purchased this latest Chicken Soup book because my husband and I are expecting our first child January 2001. The stories are beautiful and heartwarming and some even make me cry. The authors of this book have outdone themselves once again!! I plan to purchase copies of this book to give to friends and family who are expecting. I highly recommend this book to anyone expecting a baby!