First Trimester – The Beginning of Our Greatest Blessing
As I write this, I am already 27 weeks pregnant, and my heart is filled with nothing but gratitude. Alhamdulillah, Allah has blessed us with the opportunity to become parents, and every single day I thank Him for entrusting us with our precious little one. To our baby, thank you so much for coming into our lives. Even though we haven't met you yet, you have already changed our world in the most beautiful way.
Our journey began in early February. At first, I developed a sore throat and a mild fever. The doctor assured me that there was nothing to worry about, but deep inside I felt that something was different. Day by day, my body became weaker, and I also realized that my period was late. We decided to buy a pregnancy test just to make sure.
One early morning, before Fajr prayer, I took the test. To my surprise, two red lines appeared. I immediately showed it to my husband, but we were both unsure because one of the lines was still very faint. We tried not to get our hopes up too much and decided to wait another two weeks before testing again. Those two weeks felt incredibly long, but when I finally took another test, the result was clear—two bright red lines. Alhamdulillah! It was one of the happiest moments of our lives.
Soon after, we made an appointment with my obstetrician to confirm the pregnancy. Everything looked good, and the doctor prescribed several vitamins and supplements to support both me and our growing baby. That was the official beginning of my first trimester.
To be honest, the first trimester was far from easy. I experienced nausea and vomiting almost every single day. I completely lost my appetite and couldn't stand the smell or taste of meat. Most days, I survived on fruits, boiled eggs, fried eggs, vegetables, and other simple meals. It was even more challenging because this happened during the holy month of Ramadan.
During this difficult period, my husband became my greatest source of strength. He lovingly prepared sahoor and iftar every day, cooking for both of us without ever complaining. He constantly encouraged me to eat, even when I didn't feel like it, and made sure I took all of my vitamins. Looking back, I realize how blessed I am to have such a caring and supportive husband beside me.
During my first trimester, we also traveled by train from Naypyidaw to Mandalay and back again because we needed to check on our new apartment in Mandalay. My husband didn't want to leave me alone at home, so he invited me to join him for the two-day trip. Although the journey wasn't easy—I vomited several times on the train and struggled with my appetite—I was grateful to experience it together with him. Thankfully, by the third month, the nausea slowly began to improve, and I was finally able to eat a little better as I reached the end of my first trimester.
Second Trimester – A Journey Across Countries with Our Little One
The second trimester became one of the most memorable chapters of our pregnancy journey. We traveled back to Merauke, Indonesia, which required almost two days of flights from Myanmar. Naturally, we were worried about such a long journey while I was pregnant, but Alhamdulillah, everything went smoothly. Throughout the trip, my husband never left my side. He constantly reminded me to eat well, drink enough water, and take my vitamins, making sure both the baby and I were comfortable.
Arriving in Merauke was a very special moment because it was my first time meeting my parents-in-law and my husband's extended family. They welcomed me so warmly, making me feel like part of the family from the very beginning. While we were there, we also celebrated my four-month pregnancy with a beautiful Javanese tradition as an expression of gratitude to Allah for blessing us with this pregnancy. It was such a meaningful experience that I will always treasure.
We stayed in Merauke for about a month. Even though I was still dealing with dizziness, nausea, and occasional vomiting, I was surrounded by so much love and care that it made everything feel easier.
After Merauke, our journey continued to Semarang and Boyolali. During that week, I had the opportunity to meet many more of my husband's relatives for the first time. It was wonderful to finally know the people who had been part of his life for so many years. Alhamdulillah, despite all the traveling, both the baby and I remained healthy.
At the beginning of May, we continued another exciting journey to Malaysia, where I reunited with my mother and sister. We spent about five wonderful days exploring together. Most of our sightseeing involved a lot of walking, and I was amazed by how well my little baby stayed strong throughout the trip. Alhamdulillah, every check-up continued to show that our baby was growing well.
After returning to Myanmar, we began preparing for another big chapter—moving to our new home in Mandalay. As I settled into our new apartment, I finally started enjoying the last months of my second trimester. My condition improved significantly. My appetite returned, I gained weight, and I finally began to feel much stronger.
One of the most magical moments happened in June when I started feeling our baby's tiny kicks and movements every day. Those little movements became my favorite part of each day because they reminded me that our little miracle was growing safely inside me. Then, during the last week of June, we had our 4D ultrasound appointment. It was one of the most emotional days of our lives because we finally discovered our baby's gender.
It's a baby boy.
Our hearts were filled with overwhelming happiness and gratitude. Seeing his tiny face on the ultrasound made everything feel so real. Every difficult day, every moment of nausea, every long journey, and every challenge suddenly became worthwhile.
Looking Forward to the Third Trimester
Now, at 27 weeks pregnant, we are preparing to enter the third trimester. Looking back, I realize that pregnancy has been one of the most beautiful, emotional, and life-changing journeys I have ever experienced. It has taught me patience, strength, gratitude, and unconditional love. None of this journey would have been possible without Allah's endless mercy and the incredible support of my husband, who has been by my side through every appointment, every tear, every meal, every journey, and every milestone.
To our precious baby boy, thank you for choosing us to be your parents. We may not be perfect, but we promise to love you with all our hearts. We are already counting the days until we can finally hold you in our arms, hear your first cry, and begin our greatest adventure together as a family.
Alhamdulillahi Rabbil 'Alamin for every blessing, every challenge, and every beautiful moment along this journey. We cannot wait to meet you, our little miracle.
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