How I Found Out I was Pregnant + 1st, 2nd, and 3rd Trimester Recap

Yes, you read that right, I am eight months pregnant with a precious baby boy.

Crazy right?!

Thinking back on the day I found out, I couldn’t even fathom how drastic my life was about to change, from moving back to dallas to be closer to family, to getting married, and now preparing our home for his arrival.

Finding out I was pregnant was probably the best day of my life because it was a day that marked a new chapter in my life. I was no longer just Tasha. I was baby boy’s mom. Micah’s Mom to be exact. I have never felt so much love for a person in my life that I have never met. All I think about is who is going to look like, me or his dad? who is he going to act like? Is he going to have my sense of humor? Is he going to have my attitude?

Whether or not he resembles me physically or mentally, I am so happy to be his mom. No matter the mistakes he makes, the arguments we get into, the disagreements we have. He is the best thing that has ever happened to me.

Now that I’ve gotten the mushy aspect of this post out of the way, here is a recap of how I found out I was pregnant.

So, I found out I was pregnant on April 12, to be exact. I expected my period to come either that prior weekend or that Monday, and when it didn’t show up. I took a test. Fun Fact: I wanted to get pregnant, we tried (or like I want to say, I tried, my hubby just went along for the ride lol) in February, but I got my period. I remember getting my period, and crying to my hubby (fiancé at the time) about how I wanted to be pregnant and I thought it would be easy. Since you only have to do the deed and boom you’re pregnant. That’s far from accurate, making a baby is not as easy as they say it is. It definitely takes divine intervention. Every baby that has been conceived and birthed was specifically created to be on earth by the Lord above. At least that’s what I believe. Anyway, so we didn’t get pregnant the first time we tried, so we decided to stop trying and just wait for God’s timing. Little did we know, we would conceive the following month, and find out in April. I was 4 weeks pregnant when I found out I had a little embryo floating in my uterus, and boy was I surprised. I called my hubby to tell him that I was pregnant, and he couldn’t believe it. I then called my sisters and my friends, and boy were they happy.

It’s something about being surrounded by love when you tell people life-changing news that makes you feel like you’re headed in the right direction. At the time, I wasn’t married, so telling people that I was knocked up, especially older family members was not in the cards for me. I just wanted to celebrate the news with people I knew who wouldn’t judge me or criticize my decision. I wanted this baby, with or without marriage.

I’ll be making a separate post about being pregnant before marriage. I think it’s good to talk about the misconceptions/reactions you get when you find out you’re pregnant and you haven’t crossed the alter yet.

After finding out I was pregnant, the excitement lasted about a day or two, before the pregnancy symptoms started from the nausea, headaches, and loss of appetite. I was starting to feel the joys of pregnancy, and boy was I starting to regret it. I knew I wanted the baby but the symptoms hit me hard. If anyone knows me, I am a big cry baby with a low pain tolerance, so anytime I feel sick. I am not myself. I stopped doing anything except work for the first trimester because honestly I wasn’t in the mood. I wasn't well for most of it, and I didn’t start telling other people about my pregnancy until a couple weeks after my first trimester. I did tell my parents at 7 weeks, but everyone else knew after my first trimester. Mostly because I hear horror stories of miscarriages, so I didn’t want to tell anyone too early who I wouldn’t feel comfortable sharing if we had lost the baby.

Also, as a pregnant woman you have the right to tell anyone you want to, don’t let other people make the decision of who you should tell and who you shouldn’t. Make the decision for yourself. If you want to tell people early go ahead. No judgement zone here.

Anyway, the first trimester was pretty rough, and I didn't accomplish much or take any pictures honestly. I took one picture total during my first trimester. Do I regret it? No. I was already self-conscious about my body before pregnancy, so seeing all the changes, and feeling the way I did did not make me want to document the experience through pictures or videos. But a part of me does wish I did, but another part of me knows I wouldn’t have been the best person to watch while in the first trimester. I was just so out of it. But I did have amazing sleep during my first trimester. I was constantly taking naps. Probably the best thing about my first trimester. Another awesome thing was having my hubby (fiancé at the time) around. He did a great job of taking care of me, buying me my cravings, picking up on household chores, you name it.

First Trimester - 25th Birthday Brunch

Second Trimester, I expected myself to be more motivated to do more things, but honestly I just didn't feel like it. I had more energy and I was feeling like myself again, but all I could concentrate on was the move to dallas and the traditional wedding we had planned. As well as finding a new gynecologist. So second trimester was more about adjusting to moving back to dallas, and seeing my belly grow. I officially had a bump and I liked it. I also announced my pregnancy to the world during this trimester, so I could officially document it publically. I waited till after we got married to announce our pregnancy and the gender of our baby. Fun Fact: We were already planning to get married the day we got married, I just decided to start trying for a baby this year, so we did not get married because I was pregnant. In case you’re wondering..

Second Trimester - Our Wedding Day

Now that I am into my third trimester, all I can say is that I can’t wait for baby boy to be here. I am in full nesting mood, which has unlocked my creativity. I can’t wait to document the last couple weeks of my pregnancy through pictures and videos. And although, I didn’t document the beginning, just know baby boy is truly loved and will be heavily documented when he is born.

Third Trimester. -

And if he ever looks back at my pregnancy and is like “ where are the pictures” which I doubt he will care, cause boys, I’ll direct him to this post. I love you Micah Tamir Tendai Thompson. You’re the best thing that has happened to me and your dad. And we can’t wait to see you and watch you grow. You are about to be the most loved, spoiled, and stylish kid you know. I promise to listen to you, speak life into you, not judge you, or compare you. I promise to support your dreams and be there when you need a shoulder to cry on. And I promise to be that embarrassing mom that you can’t live without.

For anyone who is currently pregnant, trying to be pregnant, or a new mom, just know that this journey you’re on is about to be the best chapter of your life. Take it all in, because it goes by so fast. Love on those babies of yours.

Let me know in the comments about the day you find out you were pregnant, were you happy, excited, scared, nervous? Me personally, I was all in one, and super impatient. I was like the baby is due when? Dang, I got to wait till December to meet the other love of my life ( his dad is the first).