Entering my third trimester, I'm reflecting on how it all came to be. I can truly say that being pregnant has been a pretty enjoyable experience. Many women will say they love being pregnant and many women will say they hate it, in all honesty I'm in different. Don't get me wrong, I love the perks of nice full boobs but I also hate the extra weight gain in my hips and thighs.
My first trimester I had the usual nausea and fatigue but nothing too horrible. I recall having body image issues during my first trimester. I had a hard time accepting the changes of my body and was gaining weight even though I was exercising. The thought of sexiness never entered my mind even though my husband thought other wise. Once I hit about 14 weeks, into my second trimester I was starting to feel better about myself. I had more energy and was enjoying pregnancy a little more. My sweet tooth definitely showed itself during this time as well. The greatest feeling was around 17 weeks, when I felt him flutter inside and even though we didn't care if it was a boy or girl, I know my husband secretly wanted a boy first like most men.
Now that we're in the home stretch, we just can't wait to meet this little person whos been incubating inside my uterus for 9 months. He's been quite active these last few days and what scares me the most is the actual birthing part. I just pray and hope for an uncomplicated birth.