"Everyone is different when it comes to pregnancy". I've heard that time and time again. Some get sick, some don't. Some start showing in the first trimester, others just look chubby. Some grow thick, silky hair, others get stringy,dull hair. There's no way to know how you'll be until you're actually pregnant.
I went into this pregnancy thinking I had the Prenatal God's on my side. I know a lot of women have tough pregnancies, but mine wasn't going to be like that. I could imagine nothing but a blissful and happy pregnancy. After all, my mom always says that she loved being pregnant. I was certain I'd be the same way.
And then I got pregnant.
And now, I can't imagine...
....what my hair used to look like. I'm 16 weeks pregnant and haven't had a good hair day in ... 16 weeks. It's lost all of it's life!
....what it's like to have clear skin.
... what it's like to not gag when my husband breathes to close to my nose.
... ever liking or even tolerating onions/garlic and eggs. Even typing those makes me nauseous.
... what it's like to go a whole day without throwing up.
... having the energy to run around like I used to.
... not having a constant mouth full of saliva.
... looking cute in an outfit.
... what it's like to only cry when something is really, really sad or really, really happy.
... sleeping straight through the night without tossing and turning.
The list goes on, but you get the point :)
Pretty much, my world was turned upside down, because I truly was expecting 9 months of smooth sailing. What a silly, naive girl! In all reality, it really hasn't been that bad. I think I was just caught off guard because my expectations for preganancy were 1000x different. That being said...
I could never have imagined...
... how my heart would leap when we saw that first ultrasound.
... how I could possible MISS someone so badly that I've never even met in this life.
... how my thoughts would be consumed by this little soul growing inside of me
... how miraculous it is that I have such an incredible power to create life.
... how my heart would race and my breath would catch every time the nurse would search for that little heartbeat.
... how my prayers would start and end with this baby.
... how excited I am for Eric to be a Daddy.
... how much I crave our ultrasound appointments.
... how much love I have for this little person.
Yeah it's been rough, but I sure wouldn't trade it for the world. I am in awe of what our bodies are capable of and I can't believe that I am lucky enough to be able to have a child of my own in just a few short months.
