While I'm not planning to turn this into a baby blog, it's always been a place where I've documented our lives and happenings at a given time so some pregnancy posts are inevitable. Currently, I'm reflecting on coming to the end of the first trimester.
It's a little bittersweet saying goodbye to the first three months of growing this little one. In the last few weeks I've been in a total comfort zone. The nausea has pretty much passed and as of week thirteen I could still fit into most of regular clothes. Word is officially (finally!) out and we're on cloud nine.
But moving to phase two just seemed like it came so quickly. By the time we shared the news (outside of family and a few friends) the "keeping it on the down low" phase was well behind me, which may be one of the reasons time seems to be flying. Also likely because for the first twelve weeks I really didn't let myself believe it. Some of it was shock, but most was a defense mechanism. I needed that first ultrasound and confirmation that there was a real, live baby in there. (Even though I had plenty of symptoms as "proof".) But once I saw that wave I was melted, and all of a sudden I have a belly and everyone's all "you're pregnant!" and lots of tummy rubs and hugs ensue. (Which is totally cool with me, by the way, as long as you aren't a complete stranger. The way I see it, the more baby love the better!) I'm sure at some point I'll want things to move along faster but right now everything is just so good. I've enjoyed each week, as different as they can be, and hope that trend continues throughout the pregnancy and parenting process, and if it doesn't...well at least we'll have a precious babe to show for it.
So, hello part two! Hello bigger bump and official maternity clothes, hello new symptoms I'm not quite ready for, and hello to the moment we find out if we'll be buying pink or blue - eeeeps!