What the third trimester was like for me!


Welp, as I write this it's actually my past my DUE DATE! I can't believe how fast 40 weeks flew by. Sheesh! I feel like just yesterday I peed on that stick and our lives changed forever. I remember Ri coming down the stairs and me walking out of the bathroom to meet him in the middle just sobbing. I was so nervous. I was so scared. I was terrified at what my family would say. I had NO clue how we were going to bring a baby into our lives. And here we are 40+ weeks later. Time really does go by fast when you're about to have a baby.

This entire pregnancy has been the BIGGEST blessing ever. I remember in the beginning people telling me all sorts of stuff that never happened to me. Puking, hemorrhoids, indigestion, you name it. I never had it. My only symptoms were nausea in the first trimester and a few headaches in the second, other than that, it's been pretty golden. What's funny is no TWO pregnancies are the same. People would say well don't brag yet that didn't happen to me until X weeks but here I am literally at the end and I've gotten none of that crazy stuff. 

My midwife told me she was so proud of me. My blood pressure has been perfect. My weight gain has been perfect (right around 25 pounds). My blood work has been perfect. She literally said "you're really really good at being pregnant." Haha, and let me just say, I am SO THANKFUL for that. I know sooooo many people who have suffered. SO many people who have lost multiple babies. SO many people who have had really hard and difficult pregnancies. So praise God we got through this in an incredible way.

This pregnancy wasn't without it's difficulties, that's for sure. So just because it was a breeze medically, that doesn't mean it was emotionally. My parents were less than thrilled. I grew up in a very traditional, christian household so you can imagine what it was like breaking the news that I was pregnant out of wedlock. They've been telling me my whole life they fear the day that would happen and it did. And...it was bad. There were a lot of hurtful things said, and it wasn't easy to get through it. I spent a lot of time crying and worrying about what other people thought, especially family. Regardless of what your views are on having children out of wedlock, you should never ever make someone feel bad for bringing a life into existence. 

I pray that this child brings nothing but joy into the lives of every person that she meets and if she's anything like me, she will be her own person and not worry about what anyone else thinks of her.

Here's to LABOR! Stay tuned for a blog post on that coming (hopefully) soon! xo

 

 

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