The most worrisome thing about being pregnant in the first trimester is that there are virtually no signs that indicate whether the baby inside is developing well or not. We can’t feel the baby, we can’t hear the heartbeat without proper equipment etc. So the only thing that kind of indicates that the baby is developing normally are these pesky 1st trimester symptoms.
I must say, that I’m quite lucky in this department. Aside from fatigue, being perpetually hungry and a slight sense of nausea (and of course that worrisome spotting/light bleeding in my 6-7 week), I had skipped the worst of the pregnancy symptoms. So I’m blessed in this sense.
And interestingly enough, these pesky symptoms are the indications we can know that our baby’s doing fine… isn’t that ironic that our discomfort is the only way to learn of that little life’s well being?
I guess this is the way of life too, in most cases, when life gets too comfortable, it may be an indication to start wondering:
- Have I stopped learning and growing?
- Am I too blind to the states of people around me?
- Have I become too comfortable in my comfort zone?
And conversely, when we are put in a spot to rejoice:
- Yes, this is a moment for me to reflect upon and grow
- What can I do next time a similar thing happen to prevent similar results?
It’s interesting that through a process of discomfort we grow, and through the discomfort and pain of childbirth, a new life is born….
