ADVENTURE SPORTS | PREGNANCY
How Skydiving Helped Me Through My Pregnancy
And made me a stronger self by teaching me more about body consciousness
Looking at my now decent-sized baby bump David says “I guess it’s time to stop jumping now. But you’ve gone far. I’m proud of you.” And he looks at me with the warmest smile.
Yes, this story is a different pregnancy announcement than the ones you might know and it is also a different report of what women are capable of while growing a human and still listening to their bodies.
Introduction
Before all doctors, nurses and helicopter parents try to bite my head off, I’d like to clarify that this is my story and that probably none of you would be able or even allowed to do what I did unless you are a licensed skydiver.
You are not allowed to do a tandem skydive if you are pregnant. And you are not allowed to start skydiving if you are pregnant. Period.
But my story is a little different. By the time I got pregnant, I had almost 3,500 skydives under my belt and had been in the sport for eight years. I probably jumped out of a plane ten times the day I fell pregnant.
