I'm a pregnant sonographer and this is my story. 

I found out I was pregnant with my son 9 days after he was conceived. N I N E . D A Y S. and even still, it was very obvious that my body had been trying to tell me so in between those dates. I've always been very much in tune with myself. And for me, making a baby came with a very blunt, internal announcement. Atlas has in every way shaken me to my very core, and from the very beginning he has made it very clear that he is on his way. 

In those nine days Michael and I prayed for a babe. I literally wished upon my very first shooting star that God would send me my son. And in our hearts, michael and I knew, God would be faithful.  

I was positive before my blood test said so. I was volunteering for a student at my hospital who needed GYN, ABD, and Vascular comps. I'd just been in the same boat, and when the day slowed down Alicia and I allowed her to practice on me from my neck down. When we got to imaging my uterus, there he was. Clear as day. It was Alicia who had found him while demonstrating the second half of the exam. My tests were negative, but all the signs were there and suddenly all of the emotions, and my sore chest found reason; God was faithful. 

I saw my dr moments later and he "confirmed" that I wasn't pregnant. But the very next night,  3 drugstore tests, 2 double meat cheeseburgers, a ton of gas station snacks, mood swings, and a second ultrasound later- I got a serious confirmation. I was positive.

And then the high came. The chaos stopped. And michael and I were certain, we were becoming parents. 

Since then, Atlas has grown with me in ways I never thought I'd experience. He's gifted me with a calmness I never expected out of life; much less pregnancy. He's given me confidence in a body that is not completely my own. And he's given me faith and love that only a mother would know. He has given me exactly 33 weeks and counting of the most aware days of my life.

 Unlike most mom to be's, I've been aware of the babe I've been carrying for quite literally, my entire pregnancy. And I wouldn't change that for the world. I'm grateful to carry his soul so close to mine and I can't believe that one of these days I'll have to share him with the outside world. I'm thrilled to meet him, but surprised at how quickly this season is passing. 

I know it shouldn't bother me so, but frankly it does. I just don't understand why some people think it's okay to say certain things to a woman. Especially at such a vulnerable part of her life. Word of advice; it is never okay to comment on a woman's size. It's also not necessary for you to tell me that I've been pregnant forever. I've been pregnant since November 9th and contrary to your opinion, it won't last forever. 

I say all of this with explanation only because I'm not entirely sure I'll be able to hold my tongue the next time someone takes the time out of their day to hurt my feelings so swiftly. I know a lot of times people don't know they're being rude until the moments passed, and even then it still doesn't occur to them that yes- I'm a Mom, but I'm also a woman with feeling. I will not be changing the way I carry my baby, in fact I'll only get bigger. And it hasn't been forever, so get your life.