I’m going to be a mom!

Being pregnant is always a special experience, and surely unique to every one.
Personally, the first trimester was quite uneventful and I was just hoping and praying to pass that stage with no problems. I made sure I took plenty of folic acid. My appetite did fade and I had some moments of nausea. I tried to read as much as possible about the stage I was in and I kept wondering, when I was going to “show”.Entering the second trimester it was not visible that I was pregnant. I could still sleep on my stomach. I don’t even know when I transitioned into a mommy with a belly, but I do remember feeling the baby for the first time:

A flutter on the right side. Early in the morning. And for weeks to come around the same time that flutter would appear again and again, on my right side every time. Around 18 weeks I started to be able to feel the baby very lightly with my hands on the outside of my stomach. I would lie down on my back; because that’s the only way I could feel anything. When I was hungry or right after eating there would be more activity.At 20 weeks I saw “her” move for the first time. Wiggling non stop turning summersaults, while the doctor tried to make out the sex.I finally felt that I had the right to daydream about a real baby a real child. No longer in the earliest stages of development. But I didn’t dare buy anything except maternity clothes. At that time a really started to look pregnant and I was just starting to embrace the feel of a pregnant body. I bought outfits for myself a maternity pillow, and I was worried I would forget things. I bought creams to prevent stretch marks( which I got anyway) and lots of books to read. And after a while I realized that none of that really mattered to me as long as I my baby was ok. The cute outfits couldn’t stay on when I got hot flashes for no reason.I couldn’t care less what I was wearing.( In the house of course). I would hit the shower as much as I could. My back looks like a before picture in a proactive commercial, but It doesn’t seem to bother me at this time. I’m just happy it’s not in my face.I read all kinds of books, but I was either not at that stage yet, past that stage, or the book didn’t cover the topic I wanted to know about (.. Thank God for the internet)I entered the third trimester after a week earlier getting the OK form my OBGYN.I looked at other ladies with appointments. The size of their bellies and I thought how small mine looked compared to them… “ was my baby small perhaps” The doctor felt my stomach and could tell me where the head was. Would I be able to tell if I tried to feel around?, Or would I hurt my baby? I kept asking myself questions, while I went into a baby shop.
I bought some clothes, got home, and opened the boxes.I started to get more and more excited about the idea that someone was going to wear it soon. At 28 weeks It finally hit me,.. She HIT me,..with her fist.Bulging out at me in the middle of the night was a tiny hand, I felt the shape trough my skin. And I just wanted to grab it and hold on to it forever.

I’m going to be a mom!