I am currently 36 and pregnant for the first time. We were pretty strictly child free for the first 10 years of our marriage and I’m not sure what changed, but here we are. I’m so thankful that this was easy and we were still able to get pregnant on essentially the first try, however because of some genetics, we won’t know for another 5-9 weeks if this is viable (chances are 50/50). For that reason we aren’t telling anyone until we have the answers we’re hoping for, which means I also can’t share this story with anyone else in my life.
I’m doing my best to do everything right for its health and mine, and trying not to get too attached at the same time when my hormones are telling me the exact opposite. It’s been a ride.
My husband has blown me away. He has been my rock every time I’ve cried, and I’ve cried a lot. For silly reasons. I have a friend who is also pregnant and has been sharing a lot, and I want to be supportive, but it’s hard when she’s complaining about how her symptoms are so bad she can’t connect with the thing inside her, when all I want is to be able to connect and make plans. She found out the gender and she is having what we were kind of hoping for and I just lost it. Wailing how everything is so unfair. This man just listened, and agreed. And lifted me up, when I’m sure he’s having some of the same feelings.
And then I found out something I really didn’t expect. As we were just talking about my symptoms it came out that he has read up about first trimester, all my potential symptoms, what I can and can’t do and eat. Not only that, but I had no idea because not once has this man made any kind of comment when I decided to drink a coffee, for example. He has never policed my decisions. Just sat back and trusted that I was doing the right things.
Well if that wasn’t enough, last night I mentioned I missed taking baths because I didn’t know what temperature the water was and I didn’t want to hard boil my egg, so to speak. He said he read about the baths (never told me to stop, didn’t even know I’d stopped) and today he came home with a unicorn themed pool thermometer for my bathtub.
I’ve never loved a man, or a $6 gift so much in my life.