At almost 30 weeks with our little man this is how the nursery looks...
We have a lot of work to do. But more on that later
While pregnant with Gianna, besides suffering horrible migraines and constantly throwing up for the first 17 weeks I felt fine. I worked full time, dealt with the stress and loneliness of a deployment and worked out at least every other day. You'd think I'd have been exhausted but I wasn't. Sure I was in bed by 9 every night and I could take a nap during the day on weekends if I wanted but other than that I felt fine
This time it's a whole other story. Besides the headaches which have never eased up, the constant nasueau and dizziness paired with utter and total exhaustion. I constantly feel like I've been run over by a mack truck. Plus baby boy is so good at finding the most uncomfortable position in my stomach. Usually he enjoys camping out on my bladder, making me run to the bathroom every two minutes but lately he's enjoyed playing in my rib cage. Yesterday I barely moved from the couch it hurt to move and Gianna had to occupy herself the majority of the day. Mommy fail I know.
I guess what I'm saying is that I thought pregnancy round two would be a lot easier than the first time around. But it is true what they say, every baby and pregnancy is different. With the first I could lay around and relax when I wanted with no baby or husband demanding my constant attention. With this one although the hubs is gone yet again,I know have a toddler needing me constantly. I can't just take a nap when I feel like it! And with my fickle sleeping habits, I can never nap with Gianna does despite the exhaustion I feel during the day and by the time nighttime rolls around I'm wide awake and can't fall asleep until about 3 in the morning. I think this baby is preparing me for all the sleepless nights in my future
Yet despite all this I am def not ruling out having another baby. Nor am I not cherishing this pregnancy because I am. I love feeling his every little roll and kick. I love shopping for him and deciding how I want to decorate his room and finding all sorts of cute little clothes for him to wear. I can't wait until he is here and I get to hold him for the first time and then introduce him to his big sister. My heart swells just thinking about it
Only 9 more weeks to go!
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