Tomorrow marks the 50% milestone of my pregnancy. It’s wild how we’re already halfway there and in many ways, I hope the second half goes past just a tiny bit slower. I’m so far having an extraordinary pregnancy, and I’m not taking that for granted. I have several friends who’ve experienced a different kind of pregnancy altogether: nausea for six months on end, being literally bedridden (as in the doctors wouldn’t allow her to leave her flat) for several consecutive weeks, having PGP to the point where they can barely move, and so on. I did have a bit of nausea during the first trimester and I get pretty bad back pains if I stand up or walk for too long (i.e. two hours) but I still feel amazing. True, I was crazy tired until I started eating iron supplements, but my wellbeing has shot through the roof since then. I don’t know if it’s the iron supplements or the fact that I’m very happy about becoming a mother, but I feel much better and happier than I do on an average day.
Many people have asked me how I’m feeling, both physically and emotionally. It goes to show how many people, particularly mothers, know that it’s not always a joyride being pregnant. But honestly, I’m having a great time—particularly now that it’s fully out in the open and the little bump is showing. In my mind I’ve been showing for WEEKS lol, but looking back at photos I can see that I was probably just a bit excited.
Pregnancies and TTC (trying to conceive) journeys can be such delicate subjects. While we’ve been on our pregnancy journey I’ve discovered that many, many people around us have their own pregnancy story and they’re not always uncomplicated. Whether it’s difficulties to conceive, going through IVF, miscarrying, or facing an unplanned pregnancy, there are so many emotions running high. And if you’re going through a journey like that right now, know that you’re far from alone.
For me, it wasn’t even obvious that I wanted children of my own until I one day couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was like flicking a switch. It was also being with H, the most wonderful person and amazing father I have ever met. In many ways, it was less about wanting a baby and more wanting a baby with him. He remains the best decision I have ever made and I can’t see a world where our baby could ever have a better father. This is backed up by incredibly strong data, seeing as he has raised three wonderful children already and keeps doing so with an endless amount of love, empathy, and compassion, while upholding a household of zero toxic masculinity.
So yes, we’re halfway there. I can feel our baby kick every single day and I laugh out loud every single time (or, when in meetings, I mainly try to stop myself from doing so). And I am so grateful for this little life growing inside of me.