Several months of trying to conceive, I finally got the good news from this pregnancy test I bought from the neighborhood drugstore. Two pink lines. Definitely a positive result. Pregnancy embraced me, and I welcomed it with open arms as well. My first trimester is very challenging. There are times that I could not eat, and times that I would binge. There are scents that I do not want to smell, even the fragrances that I used to love. My husband is all supportive of all the changes that are happening to me, and I appreciate him all the more. Now I am on my second trimester and everything is going well. I am done with the morning sickness and all the "negative" side of pregnancy. This phase is much lighter and easy to take. I am more energetic and more focused to my office work, as if I am not pregnant at all. I love maternity fashion these days and I am fond of beautifying myself. I am also much heavier now because my appettite becomes friendly again. And most of all, I can now feel the baby's movement and know already his gender.
I still have one semester to go. They say this last trimester is as difficult as the first, but who knows? Maybe I will have a different take on it. Maybe not. Whatever the last trimester would bring me, I will still accept it with my warmest hug. For everyday of my pregnancy is different and everyhting I experience all throughout this ordeal is to be treasured. For I know I am going to be a mother soon, and that alone is a blessing.

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