So here I am, now 20 weeks pregnant and I thought that this day would never come. I have a lot of moments like that. I remember back when I was young and single and my theoretical wedding seemed forever away, if it happened at all. I remember being newly married and trying to get pregnant and feeling like it was never going to happen. I couldn't for the life of me picture myself pregnant, though I wanted to be more than anything. And I know when I hold my beautiful baby in my arms for the first time, this moment of being 20 weeks pregnant will seem like it was forever away. I am trying very hard to enjoy every moment for what it is. I am the type of person that always is looking forward to the next thing and I am sure I have missed out on some of the joy of "living in the moment". That sounds like such a romantic and spontaneous notion, yet it has always seemed to elude me. Anyways, I digress.
I found out I was pregnant at 4 weeks and the first two weeks passed pretty uneventfully. Then, a switch went off at 6 weeks that made me understand part of what people talked about when they mentioned the "first trimester". I was exhausted. And for the first time in my life, I was LAZY. It was horrifying and luxurious all at the same time. I would get home from work shortly after 5:00 and I didn't really get off the couch till bed time. Which became like, 8:30. I never got morning sickness. As long as I kept my belly full of rich, starchy, fatty foods, I stayed comfortable. Comfortable and fat. I realize weight gain is a natural part of pregnancy, and trust me, I am far from shying away from it. I just didn't want it to become such a natural part of my first trimester. About a 10-12 pound natural part. (insert shudder here). However, I didn't really care, I just wanted to not feel yucky, and fast food and bread seemed to do the trick. Also, salad and veggies and fruit were no longer appealing. It was sad, but hormones can do some crazy things to you. Hormones also made me a coffee lover after spending my entire life HATING the taste of anything even remotely coffee flavored. Hormones also seemed to take away my sweet tooth and replace it with a salty one. Anyone that knows me, knows that's REALLY weird for me. Anyway, by about 11 and a half weeks, the same switch that flipped at 6 weeks, flipped back. I started to feel like me again. I got up off the couch, cleaned my house, and could start eating more normally. It was wonderful, and I was thankful for the transition. My first trimester did yield two wonderful moments. At 9 and a half weeks, at my first doctor's appointment, I heard the amazing sound of my baby's heartbeat. I wept tears of joy and relief at the rapid little sound. Also, at 12 and a half weeks, I had my first ultrasound. My husband and I immensely enjoyed watching our little one bounce around off the inside of my uterus like a little pinball. We could see every little feature of our baby and we took home 6 pictures that are one of the most precious things I own. Also, I know they tell you that you need to drink 32 ounces of water, but that's really excessive. The technician told me to go to the bathroom twice during the ultrasound because my bladder was too full. Good riddance.
My second trimester has been a lot more comfortable and a bit more eventful. I finally started showing between 14 and 15 weeks and have been sporting a quickly growing baby bump ever since. A lot of maternity clothes nowadays are super cute and I have stocked my wardrobe with several things. I felt the baby move for the first time at 16 weeks. I was laying in bed on my stomach and Baby K gave me a little nudge. Since then, I have felt two pokes and a roll at 19 weeks. I am soooo excited to start feeling regular movement. It is so unbelievably incredible to know the the Lord has equipped my body perfectly to literally grow my baby into the cuddly bundle that I can't wait to hold. This has been the first half of my pregnancy. It has been the wonderful journey so far that I imagined it would be. I'll get back to you when I am 39 weeks pregnant and let you know if the journey is still super wonderful. :) So far though, I am grateful for the fact that we women do not lay eggs instead.
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