This is me halfway through my pregnancy. To my friends who are still asking if I’m seriously pregnant or not – yes, I am. No joke. I guess the initial shock has already passed, for me at least. I’m now slowly wrapping my head around the fact that there’s a miracle growing inside me. It’s amazing, and scary, and all levels of happiness I’ve never felt before. Here are some changes and lessons I’ve stumbled upon these past few months..
My sense of smell suddenly developed superpowers. I kid you not when I say I know there is someone smoking in the other room even if all the doors are closed! It’s amazing actually but as they say, great powers can sometimes be a curse. It was so hard to keep my lunch intact in my tummy when I smell meat or fish or onions being sautéed. But I had to fight through it because I love meat and fish and sautéed onions. My morning sickness lasted only a week or less. I’m a lucky one.
The first time my baby fluttered was indescribable. No, I actually thought I was having a gassy tummy – again. Sorry, anak, I mistook you for a fart. Haha! But then that gassy-like flutter happened again, and it happened again. Now those tiny movements are what I look forward to every day. Sometimes I even encourage him with a little singing and dancing just to feel him move. Don’t ask the last song I sang and danced to! Oh, the little one makes me do silly things.
This tiny person who I haven’t even met controls my life now. I went to the mall last week to buy some mommy clothes and I went home with a paper bag of a Batman onesie from H&M. What’s crazy about it is that Batman onesie makes the shopping worth it. I ended up empty handed for myself but still with a full heart.
This mighty job of being pregnant is serious business. Nurturing life inside me isn’t a walk in the park. So far I have gained 15 pounds, I take at least 2 midnight runs to the toilet, countless runs to the fridge, heart burns, and emotional roller coasters. My body is taking a physical beating worse than any workout has ever come close to.
It’s a community effort. My life will be in shambles now without the encouragement and support of some angels in my life. Thank heavens for my friends, my mommy friends, my cousins, and my titas. All the “eat this, do this, try that” and more are what helps me get by each day of pregnancy. A million thanks goes out to my ever so loving partner, who always reminds me I’m
fat beautiful even if I feel like a whale.
Pregnancy is a beautiful thing. There is life growing inside me. Until now I still stop and let that thought sink in. It stuns me. It also terrifies the wits out of me. It excites me. It gives everything I do now a purpose; everything I do now is for someone else. And that’s a blessing I’ll always, always be thankful for. 👶🏽