Follow along as I share the story of my surprise pregnancy journey. This series is candid, raw and very personal.

Disclosure: The words in this series are candid, raw and very personal. I don’t share so you’ll feel sorry for me, but to help someone else that finds themselves on a surprise pregnancy journey and to let them know they’re not alone! (One thing I’ve learned through this thing called life is that my story is valuable and through my sharing the Lord may be able to help someone else.)

Check out My Surprise Pregnancy Journey if you missed the first part of this series!

The Blessing of More Energy

By my 24th week I had more energy. I was so thankful to be able to go through an entire day without wanting to lie down and take a nap. My sleeping was also a bit better. There were still nights when I would wake up after a vivid dream, but now I fell asleep much faster. Oh what a difference this renewed energy gave me. Maybe I would be able to get a bit of rest before the third trimester and the arrival of our gift!

My Ever Growing Belly

Having battled insecurity the majority of my adult life, I became more and more self conscious about my ever growing belly – so much so that there were many times when I didn’t even want to look at myself when I got out of the shower. Even though I knew my belly would grow as time went on, I could feel the depression creeping back in and knew I had to get help.

One day as I was having a pity-party for myself I texted my dear friend, Glenda, to ask how to best deal with the looming depression. Her words were just what I needed to hear.

“Keep telling yourself that it’s temporary and it’s not ‘your’ weight…it’s for another human being. Yes, you’re going to get unwanted attention because those outside your head just see an incredibly cute, pregnant Tshanina! Relax and talk yourself through each situation. Temporary. God’s using you as a temporary vessel.”

God knew this was exactly what I needed to hear. She was right…this situation would be temporary and if I could remind myself of this the remainder of my pregnancy I could make it through (with the Lord’s help, of course).

Don’t get me wrong, there were still days when I almost had a panic attack getting dressed for church or other special events, but I reminded myself to “talk myself through each situation.”