After quite a wait, we finally got a look at the little peanut that I've been carrying around for the past 20 weeks.
It's been an exciting and also unexciting couple of weeks. Life is changing, as it often seems to do.
At my last doctor's appointment I had gained a couple of pounds. My care provider was okay with this because it puts me back on the way to my pre-pregnancy weight. My partner was able to come to my appointment with me this time. We got to hear the heartbeat again.
3 words...round ligament pain. Oh my.
On the positive side, during the last week to week & a half, I've been feeling better.
While I know it seems superficial, my biggest complaint right now is about clothing.
Physically, I'm feeling much the same as I was last week. Although the fetus is around an inch and a half long now, I don't think my look has changed much yet. I have switched over to maternity pants because it is simply more comfortable. The nausea and tiredness are still there, as is the anxiety. But hopefully some of that should wane in the next few weeks.
This week, I've been thinking more about the social implications of pregnancy and I'd like to talk a bit more about that.
I think I feel more pregnant this week. It's amazing the impact that something the size of a grape can have on a woman's body & life.
It looks like such a small sentence, but in reality it is not small at all. Pregnancy is a big deal. It changes lives, both during a pregnancy and afterward. Bodies change, relationships change, lives change. It can be exciting and terrifying all at the same time. So I start this with a small statement with big implications.
My partner and I have been together for about 6 months now. He's 17 and I'm 16. We have unprotected sex sometimes, and I think I might have gotten pregnant. I won't be able to tell until next week, but I'm kind of crampy and bloated already. I don't know if those signs are too early to be pregnancy symptoms or not, but I have no clue how to tell my mom I am pregnant if I am....