Second Trimester.
So for an umemployed first time dad, a prego wifey can be difficult. We currently live with family while I've been picking up odd jobs on the side, just until I get a job. Aside from this limiting funds, it takes out the fun of getting to make those 3 am trips the grocery store for random snacks. That being said, I HAVE MADE MORE PEANUT BUTTER AND JELLY SANDWICHES WITH SOUR CREAM AND ONION CHIPS ON THEM THAN MOST ADULT MEN.
It has been fun. Really a bonding experience for her and me. It's falling asleep with your hand on her belly and feeling her insides tick, wondering if you're just feeling the baby move around, hoping for that moment. Also being farted on. Don't feed me that it's the baby passing gas shit either. He is a fetus and I've only heard A GROWN ASS MAN FART LIKE THAT.
From what I read, this is the most enjoyable time in the pregnancy though. The old lady is back to herself, and just waiting for the crazy third tri. God help us (me).