The Journey

I have 4 weeks and 3 days left till the delivery of my little princess and I still don't believe I'm pregnant. I am fully aware of the angel living inside of me because I feel her move and kick every now and then but it all still feels like a dream.

Obviously the pregnancy wasn't planned like most people say "It comes whenever" Mine was definitely not planned. Even when I realized I was pregnant, I lived in denial for months. After the third month, I finally decided to register at a hospital for the regular prenatal care.

This pregnancy phase has been the longest yet shortest  period of my life. Feels like everything seems to be going too fast. I remember the missed period in January, to telling my man we were expecting and he has been too hyper about it. More excited that I am, the morning sickness in February and when I broke the news to my Mom who has since been more than supportive, the hospital registration in March, Disappearance of the morning sickness in April, and telling my closest friends. In May, I Broke the news to my older brother who is like a dad...so imagine the fear. Then, I told my only sister who kinda knew I was pregnant and was waiting for me to tell her like she claimed like she has some magical powers.

In June, Almighty June, I eventually told my Dad. I think I died and resurrected. I literally almost peed in my pants. My dad and I talk once in a while. I  mean, we check up on each other once in a blue moon so we obviously do not have that father-daughter relationship. Growing up, he was very strict so imagine having to tell him that the little girl who used to make him breakfast every morning did the undo-able and was carrying a "mini her" in her belly. Dreaded feeling ever. Moreover, My mom made me believe she was going to tell my dad I was pregnant which gave me peace of mind. SHE LIED. You have to do the telling, he's your father, she said. From a legit African home, when things like this happen, the first thing you think about is " OMG, how would i tell my parents, what would they say, you would wish the world would end  and the list goes on & on" However, my dad took it so well, his reaction was unbelievably unexpected that I was in shock for a minute. I screamed my lungs out till i realized what had happened.
Thank God.

More gist on the next post!

I stopped blogging years ago because I had a lot going on but Its feels exciting to be back again. I enjoy writing so this is fun for me. This blog is going to be a journal about my experience before and after the delivery and hopefully my motherhood experience.