As I’m finishing up my 24th week, I thought I’d reflect on how my second trimester of pregnancy has been going. In short: it has been great! The second trimester is known for being the most comfortable, and I can certainly say it is much better than the first!
Four Reasons why the Second Trimester of Pregnancy is the Best
What has changed:
1. The nausea is gone, hurray! All the food aversions seem to be behind me. I guess bring on the cravings?
2. The breathlessness is gone and I finally have the energy to go up the stairs once or twice if I really need to. I’ve even walked over a mile one day! (I mean, I don’t plan to do that again, but it is cool to know that I can, right?)
3. The bump is bumpalicious! So I no longer just look a little fat, but I actually look unmistakably preggers. My little (or big on some days) bump is fun to sport, actually. I’ve had to go buy some maternity clothes because I was just no longer fitting most of my “fat clothes” and the belly button band with my pre-pregnancy clothes was no longer comfortable.
4. Little kicks! I can feel Smurfberry moving around all the time now and it is just such fun. It makes me laugh sometimes because it is like he is knocking to say hello. He is responsive, too. When the nurse was searching for his heartbeat at my last appointment, he kicked back at her. It was neat. There’s a little life stirring around inside me and I’m finally feeling connected to him.
I struggled with wrapping my head around all that being pregnant means during my first trimester. Now, I’ve definitely embraced being pregnant and have been enjoying these past few months. I feel great and people smile at me a lot. I’m a bit worried about the third trimester though because I don’t want to be uncomfortable again. And of course, I am terrified about labor, but I think I have enough knowledge about what is going to happen, and support (I also plan to get a doula, in addition to my family support), so I think I will get through it. Hopefully, with my sanity intact heh. I haven’t quite embraced the thought of being a parent yet, but that will come I’m sure when I’m holding little Smurfberry in my arms.