The Truth About. . .

My Pregnancy. Feel free to not read if this makes you uncomfortable.

If you are pregnant or been pregnant, you may have heard the never ending question of 'How are you feeling?' People are always amazed and say I am lucky when I respond. I have read all the symptoms you may come across during your first, second, and third trimester. . . and I have experienced a lot.

Now you are wondering why my answer is always 'fine'. It is always fine because I am fine.

But, if you insist, I will give you the so called 'Truth' about my pregnancy.

I probably got pregnant sometime at the end of September or beginning of October. We, however, did not find out that I was expecting until the last week of October. During this month of not knowing, I felt great. I was a bit more tired, and I was not sleeping well at all. I never felt sick or anything during that month of not knowing. I decided to take a pregnancy test at the end of October because my sleeping was getting worse, and the day before I almost passed out in the shower. The test came back positive.

*No. . . this was not a planned pregnancy. . . nor was it an unexpected one. I stopped taking birth control in August, and Glenn and I just decided what happens happens. If we are suppose to have kids now, we will. *

I always thought I would feel that joy of excitement when I find out. There was nothing. In fact, I had the opposite feeling. I was not excited. The thought had to sink in. I took three pregnancy test just because of how I felt. We told my parents first and then a couple weeks later Glenn's. We had our first ultrasound, and some reason I still was not convinced nor excited. 

Before Thanksgiving break, we told all our siblings.  At this point, I was getting a little more use to the idea of having a baby but still not too sure. 

I was not sick at all. I occasionally felt a little nauseated, but I would eat a couple crackers and feel just fine again. I was a bit more emotional than I have ever been, but nothing too bad. So, people would ask me how I was feeling. . . my answer was always 'fine'. After all, I was. 

A couple weeks after Thanksgiving, we announced to everybody else we were expecting. I started getting a bit more comfortable with the idea. 

The same week, however, I found out my mom was diagnosed with Leukemia. My emotions started mixing all over the place. It was harder to get excited about something coming because of what news had come. All I wanted to do was go home to Texas.

I hit my second trimester, and I was hoping with things that I have read that sleeping will become a lot easier. It didn't. I struggle with sleeping every night. People say I am lucky because I have not thrown up or been extremely sick, but I have nothing to compare my pregnancy to. I don't see myself as lucky. I am going through my own struggles just like any other pregnant person out there.

Next week we find out if it is a boy or a girl. I am a lot more excited about the idea now. It had to grow on me, and it did.

So, until I have this baby. . . maybe stick to 'How am I doing?' and you may get a better answer than 'How am I feeling?' Because I feel fine, but I may not be doing so great.

This is the truth about my pregnancy.