I wanted to write this blog post a few weeks ago, but never got around to it... and a few weeks ago it would have gone much different. I would have started by saying how this pregnancy I have been feeling quite ok in the sickness department and how I only feel nausea at night. How it came on a lot sooner than last time, but I was happy to be skipping the throwing up part. How I've already been gaining weight because I've been pretty much been able to eat whatever I wanted.. Well that's what it would have said...
Now its all about whether or not I'm going to keep my food down and how I have to imagine what that food would taste like coming back up and whether or not I should eat it in case it does decide to make its way back up (gross I know, but true). Now its all about keeping up with an almost two year old who has all the energy in the world, while I find myself with none. It's about dragging my energy-less body up the stairs to put him down for a nap and already worrying about making that climb up the stairs when my belly is ginormous. It's all about whether or not I should use his nap time to take my own nap (which usually happens), even though I have a heaping load of editing I need to get done. So the consensus... second pregnancy is much harder so far than the first. I can't even imagine getting up and going to work every morning like I did last time I was 10 weeks along. How did I manage that?
Now with all that said, I also can't help but think about all the great things that are about to happen for our little family. All I have to do is look at that silly little giggly boy and know that all of this sickness will be worth it (I'm going to have to remember this a lot over the next 8 months). And already I love how sweet it is that Easton is totally obsessed with babies and loves kissing and pointing to my belly and saying "Baby!" How excited I am to know if I get to pull out all of Easton's little baby clothes or go shopping for cute little girl things. I'm just happy. I wasn't sure about this whole adventure in the first place (and still sometimes aren't when I'm leaning over the toilet), but we felt like the time was right and are anxious to see what's in store.
Friday, August 17, 2012
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it will get better! you won't even remember how bad this part was by the end I promise. I am so so sorry it's like this though. I wish I was there to help!! I know you probably feel just miserable and awful all the time. YOu will feel better soon I promise!
ReplyDeleteI'm so excited for you guys! And i hope you start feeling better really soon!!
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