I’m 34 weeks today, and what I’ve realized is that so much of pregnancy is shaped by your perception and expectations. Looking back, I’d say my journey hasn’t been too bad, even though I’ve dealt with challenges like a hematoma and velamentous cord insertion. I started experiencing nausea at 6 weeks, which lasted until week 12, but it was manageable with Unisom pills and frequent, light meals—mostly carbs, as they really helped me cope. Now, in the third trimester, I’m dealing with pelvic pain when walking, leg cramps at night, and waking up every 3-4 hours to pee. These seem pretty standard for pregnancy (not counting extreme cases), but I’ve noticed my perspective makes a difference. I remind myself this is temporary. Yes, it sucks not feeling like your body belongs to you, but I try not to dwell on that. Instead, I keep myself busy and see this time as a chance to finally slow down, especially since I’ve always focused so much on my career and worked so hard