As the months passed, my pregnancy became heavier in every sense of the word. My belly grew, and walking turned into a slow, painful effort. Yet even in those moments, I can smile remembering how my workmates teased me—joking that I walked so slowly they might roll me like a bowling ball down the stairs, or that the elevator felt overloaded because of me. Their humor lightened the burden, and food trips with them became little joys I clung to in between the hard times.
But the difficulties were real. My feet swelled and went numb whether I was walking, sitting, or even lying down. My OB-Gyne grew concerned about my unpredictable blood pressure, and by the seventh month, I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes. Suddenly, my routine included insulin injections three times a day and strict dietary restrictions. I even had to consult an immunologist to manage the condition. The cravings for sweets that once brought comfort now felt like they had betrayed me, as my baby stopped gaining weight inside my womb.
On top of that, I battled seasonal flu, the common UTI that many pregnant women face, and frightening episodes of vertigo. Each complication added another layer of worry, and my OB-Gyne ordered weekly ultrasounds to monitor my baby’s condition. By the eighth month, hospital visits became a regular part of my life—I was almost always there, waiting for reassurance that my baby was still safe.
Working in the toxic environment of the BPO industry only made things harder. The stress, the long hours, and the physical strain weighed heavily on me. Yet through it all, I never missed a single medication or check-up. I clung to discipline, faith, and the guidance of my doctor—whom I trusted deeply, believing she was God’s instrument to help me finally become a mother.
✨ This chapter of my journey was filled with both laughter and tears, lighthearted jokes from friends and heavy burdens on my body. It taught me that resilience is not about being free from struggle—it is about enduring the pain, following the path of discipline, and holding on to faith even when the road feels impossible.


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