That's right. We're having another baby! We are thrilled to become a family of 5 sometime around July 31st. We found out Thanksgiving weekend and I've been flying on autopilot since. (That is the only way we are surviving. Pregnancy is not my friend, y'all.)
Though I will say so far this pregnancy has gone better than I expected. But to be honest, I've been expecting the worst. Most people say their third pregnancy was the hardest, because, hello, there are two little people running around while you grow a human being. That on top of not being a good pregnant person, I was prepared to strug-gle for the next 9 months.
|Sweet Baby at 10 weeks |
(I've never had an ultrasound at this point in pregnancy and could not believe how much the baby was moving around - incredible!)
So far though, the kids have been very gracious when I tell them I'm not feeling well and I've even snuck in a few cat naps here and there. Maybe it's because I know I'll get through it, maybe it's because my kids are older this time around, maybe it's because I've been a parent longer than the previous pregnancies, maybe it's because Darren and I have been married longer, or maybe it's because we were prepared for catastrophic pregnancy, but it all just works better. When I'm getting tired and grumpy at the end of the day, Darren simply says, "Why don't you go take a bath or something?" Which is like, THE best thing you can say to grumpy, pregnant lady.
Pregnancy still isn't my favorite. I find myself praying: Dear Lord Jesus, help me get through these next few days, weeks, months. I mean, bless the baby and this family and help the baby grow healthy and all that, but Lord, please, hurry this process along. Make it quick and painless like ripping off a bandaid. OK, thank you, Lord. Amen.
And prayer works, y'all, because each week I find myself shocked that another week has already passed and I'm getting that much farther along and feeling that much better. Hallelujah!
Weeks along: 12
Cravings: Change all the time. Turkey sandwiches with pickles, wheat thins, nuts, sweet potatoes, French fries, burgers, steak, salmon, rice, Gatorade, sparkling water. Nothing sweet, lots of protein.
Morning sickness: YES! For the love, it is the worst. I definitely haven't been as bad as when I was pregnant with Maci and definitely worse than with Isaiah. Right now though, it's only in the morning until I get toast in my belly (and yes, it must be toast with butter and jam...and orange juice).
Other Symptoms: Headaches, slight cramping, acne, bloody noses, and tired.
Currently Reading: Three Wishes by Liane Moriarty
Exercise: Still jogging a little and going to my weekly kickboxing class (just pacing myself there).
Clothes: I love sweats and leggings. I cannot comfortably button my jeans and am about to go on the hunt for some fabulous maternity pants.
Kids: They are both pretty obsessed with the baby and my little bump. They are fully aware that mommy has a baby in her belly and ask each day how big the baby is. (Confession: when I break wind I blame it on the baby and the kids totally believe me. It's awesome and hilarious.)
Heartbeat: 164 bpm at our ultrasound two weeks ago.