The First Fourteen Weeks

At the suggestion of some dear friends I have decided to blog throughout my pregnancy! I think it's a great way to stay in better touch with close friends and family and I really do enjoy writing, so here we are! :) Keep in mind that I love to talk, so posts may sometimes be slightly long winded...lol, but I hope you enjoy them anyway!

I suppose I'll start by telling you that we decided to start "not, not trying"  for baby number two in December. Lo and behold the first week of January I am waiting for, well, we all know what I was waiting for, and when it doesn't come I decide to inconspicuously go to Target in the am for "groceries." You would think that my husband and I would both be somewhat expecting a positive pregnancy test at this point, but because we  weren't as meticulous about "trying" this time as we were the first time around, I guess we both thought it would take a while. So of course the minute I get to Target I go pick up a box of tests and go straight through the line and to the restroom to see if my suspicions could possibly be correct. I literally almost passed out when two little pink lines showed up on the monitor...I was shaking and tearful, and honestly could not believe it was positive! So at this point I realize there is no way I can concentrate on really buying groceries, but I have to tell my darling husband about this little revelation in a sweet way so I went back into the store to get a card and a pair of baby shoes. Let me rewind a little here to explain the shoes. As with the first baby, I was ready for a while before he was, so when he was feeling like, okay, let's stop not trying and see what happens, the way he told me was by bringing home a pair of little girl baby booties. It was sooo sweet, so I thought a cute way to tell him about the pregnancy would be by bringing home a pair of little boy baby booties "just in case it's a boy." :) So when I got home I gave him a card and put the booties on the table next to him without a word. (But of course I am smiling ridiculously from ear to ear!) The card said something like "Congratulations to the new father" and I wrote beneath it, "just incase it's a boy..." :) in reference to the booties. He just stared at it for a minute and looked up at me with this somewhat dumbfounded look and smiled and said "are you pregnant???" I said yes of course and he didn't believe me! Lol...he kept asking me if I was serious, and when I finally pulled the test out of the bag and showed it to him he grabbed me and hugged me for the longest time. I have to admit it was a bit of a tear jerking moment there...it feels pretty amazing to be building a family together, and we already love our baby boy more than we could imagine, and to have another miracle on the way that we will love just as much is just overwhelmingly wonderful. :)

Now at this point I wanted to tell the world, just like I did the first time the minute I found out I was expecting, but I decided to only tell family and a few others until after the first ultrasound at ten weeks. I didn't expect to get all choked up this time being that this is my second baby and I've been through the wonder of the first ultrasound before, but when I saw that precious baby dancing around on the screen and heard that sweet heartbeat I couldn't help but cry. I am amazed at how much I loved that baby at that very moment...long before I will hold him or her in my arms or look into his or her eyes. I can only think that becoming a parent has finally helped me to grasp in some small way how God loves us...His children...before we even exist. It's so unfathomable...how can one explain the love for one's children? I'm just in awe of it. :)

The first night of week five I woke up to extreme nausea. I proceeded to hug the toilet about 8 or 9 times that night. In the morning it was a holiday so my hubby took me to the emergency room because I couldn't stop getting sick. I thought for sure I must have a virus...but of course the doc came in and smiled at me and diagnosed me with what else but morning sickness! (By the way, why is it always funny when a woman is sick with morning sickness??? You wouldn't laugh if it was a virus would you? Just sayin...) So they gave me much needed drugs and I have survived thus far. Week 14 and I am still getting sick, but not as frequently thank goodness! I don't mind it so much because it gives me a little hint that the baby is growing as it should and that is comforting even in my discomfort.

My stomach is another interesting topic...it seems like I started showing about 15 minutes after I found out I was pregnant! Everyone says that some women show more quickly with a second baby than with the first but I still can't help feeling waaayyy larger than I should at this point. Lol...and I am just praying that no one will ask me if it's twins this time, for fear of what may be my response. (They seriously asked me that the first time...more than once!) I plan to live in sundresses this season and try to stay as comfortable as possible with my growing belly in the extreme temperatures of a Texas summer. I'm still exercising through this pregnancy and I feel much better because of it! So here is for hoping for a happy, healthy 5 1/2 more months!