That I’m pregnant. I’m lucky that I’m healthy enough to carry the little one within me. During the first three months I kept thinking I wouldn’t make it through, that I was too weak. I had Hyperemesis Gravidarum and it was the worst three months of my life. I couldn’t walk on my own couldn’t eat or drink anything. Even talking made me nauseous. However, I am now in my 32nd week of pregnancy and feeling way better than before. I feel lucky that it all got better. That my baby is healthy and growing well.
My heart goes out to all of them who had had to go through miscarriages or necessary abortions. I know it must be painful. There are so many people around me who had been trying to conceive, for months, some for years. Only now do I know how hard it must be for them. I know your pain ladies; hopefully someday soon you’ll be where I am today. I pray for that.