We’ve made it through the first trimester and officially ‘graduated’ to the second trimester. It sort of reminds me my preschool graduation. My mom and grandparents were in attendance, we had a grand entrance followed by songs with hand actions and everything and to top it off, we had construction paper graduation caps. Even though it was a big celebration, there was so much more to do after preschool – the rest of grade school, middle school, high school and then college.
Making it through the first trimester is a big accomplishment. The risk of miscarriage drops significantly in the second trimester and BabyMort, the size of a lemon, can do all kinds of great things now – smile, frown and suck its thumb. But there’s a lot more ahead of us – 26 weeks of pregnancy, 18 years of trying to raise a happy, healthy child and a lifetime of being a parent.
For now, I’m going to celebrate this accomplishment and try to enjoy the experience, not fully realizing what lies ahead – a sort of 4-year-old sense of naivety.