When you’re pregnant, life moves in “weeks”. Half of the time, I probably couldnt even tell you what day it was, but I sure do know what week I’m in for my pregnancy. Sometimes it feels like it’s moving in slow motion, and other times at extreme warped speed. When I think about when I found out I was pregnant in August, and looking at how small I was, I feel like it was a lifetime ago. When I think about my 20 week appointment next week marking my halfway point, I want time to slow down so I can prepare prepare!
Prepare? What does that even mean? I’m living in a one bedroom apartment with Mike right now, and we need to take of two new cars for EACH of us, before we can concentrate on a house and a baby. But, we will do it, one step at a time, week by week.
And you know I wanted to be pregnant more then anything in the world, as I mentioned, it didn’t happen overnight for us, and it wasn’t rainbows and unicorns, so I even feel bad admitting this, but every week, I look in the mirror and sometimes I don’t even recognize who’s looking back at me. I am more in love with my baby belly then anything else in the world, but at the same time, it’s FREAKING WEIRD. Hands down I wouldn’t trade it for the world, but waking up to pee five times a night, never being able to get comfortable, buying bra sizes that you didn’t even know came that big, and the sweat, the sweat from those pregnant breasts, yea that’s the stuff that comes with the territory, week by week.
I actually have a work holiday party tonight, and although I tried on many many maternity dresses, I had to surrender in what makes me feel comfortable. After a bit of a breakdown in the dressing room and realizing I’m not the model in the photos on the wall, I’m a REAL person, with LARGE breasts, and big shoulders, and birthing hips, I still need to feel like a piece of my “old” self. So I said F it, no dress tonight, a cute top and pants. Who knows what I’ll be wearing next week!? It’s all part of it, each week.
I’m almost halfway there. I made it. I can breathe (sometimes easily), with my growing belly and my growing chest, and my heat rash from my growing chest, and my tiny tiny bladder, week by week, I wouldn’t change it for anything.
What are your pregnancy symptoms? I know I’m only touching the surface at the “big” ones, but boy are they starting to come in strong!
Namaste, and Rock On!
“My body is full of life, my body is powerful, my body has made me a mother.”