I'm about half way through my pregnancy today - which seems quite unbelievable to me. I still feel like a bit of an imposter when I'm talking about being pregnant or expecting a baby. At first glance I don't look that different from the old pre-pregnancy me. For one, I haven't gained any weight and I am still wearing all of my regular clothes. I do have a bit more of a paunch, but wouldn't say that I look pregnant at all. I have had to buy a few bra extenders because the strap was cutting off my breathing, but the cups still fit relatively well.
Now, when it's just me and my mirror I can see the physical differences that have been made. I have a linea nigra stretching down from my belly button. And, for full disclosure my boobs are looking a little different as well.
The nausea comes and goes, as does the exhaustion, for the most part I've turned the corner for throwing up as well. I'm still not feeling the babe move very much, I have an anterior placenta so that will probably take a while for me to feel anything.
And, I just can't get past the fear of losing this babe. It's not the main focus of my day and I certainly don't dwell on it, but after losing the twins I can't help but feel scared we're going to lose this little girl.
I just keep praying that come January we have our little girl, healthy and active in our arms.