I know that I mentioned briefly in my last post, how terribly sick I was this pregnancy. Like, my new boss hates me, my kids often ask if I need a doctor, and my husband doesn’t even blink away from his tv show when I run to vomit…kind of sick. Worst of all my ailments though…was a new found aversion to coffee, otherwise known as my lifeblood.
Finally finally finally… I was able to drink some this week. When I noticed that the smell didn’t make my stomach turn, I gave it a try right away. If it were to make me sick…well, I’m a Class A Spewer by now anyway. BUT the universe and I are apparently turning over a new leaf…I can stomach about a coffee cup and a half of coffee (I used to drink almost the whole pot.) Or a “tall” at Starbucks, which almost physically pains me as it only costs about $1 more for twice as much. Am I the only one driven bonkers by such madness?
Well now that we got that little spasm of excitement out of the way…
How I Am Feeling:
Seriously I can basically just sum it up as; better. I spent the last 3-4 months in a fog of fatigue and nausea, I was legitimately concerned that something was wrong because I felt so terrible. I’ve also had some complications this time around, making me mega paranoid all the time. Doctors assure me that it’s normal, but I’m no rookie at this pregnancy thing and I can tell you that it has never been normal for me. Thank God for that. If my first pregnancy had been like this one…it would have been my only one. (I say that like I planned my first pregnancies. HA!)
I’m also basically dying from hip pain. Because obviously I’m 80 years old. I need to get some tips from my yoga expert friends, I legitimately hobble around worse than my grandfather after sitting for too long.
What I am Eating:
Seriously, give me all the cereal. Particularly Cinnamon Life.
I usually do not even BUY cereal, rarely even for my kiddos. But for now…it’s basically all I want to eat. My kids are thoroughly enjoying this phase, they will be mad when it’s back to eggs and oatmeal for breakfast. haha! I craved cereal when I was pregnant with Jace as well. Sigh. (At least with Zo girl I craved caesar salad and pears.)
…and now I have gotten a bowl of cereal. #dontjudgeme
How is Baby?
Good, as far as we know. And we should know more on the 7th when I go for an ultrasound. What I do know is that he/she moves a lot, more than I remember my other two moving. Mostly when I’m laying down. I measure correctly so baby is growing as it should as well.
These are her “skatin’ socks.” AKA She slides around the house in them. These are also her “I fell asleep in my underwear” jammies. 😉
How are the Big Babies Handling Things?
They are oddly excited. Or maybe it isn’t odd, I don’t know. Jace was still a toddler when I was pregnant with Zoey, I’ve never had to explain to small children what was happening before. Zoey calls it “our baby” and wants a girl, and for us to name her Cinderella. She supposes she might love it if it’s a boy…maybe. Jace on the other hand, gets quite irritated when you suggest that it might be a girl. He wants a “brudder” he “already has a sister” and he’ll hear nothing else on the matter. He’s going to be pissed if we bring home a girl. hahaha!
Also, thus far, I have prepared zero for this baby. One good thing about not knowing the gender… we can’t really buy anything. Turns out waiting is a great money saving tactic. I have a lot of stuff left over from my older kids (wut? that’s weird to say) so I don’t really have to buy much. I’ll probably replace a few things that I didn’t keep after Zoey, but I have boxes of baby clothes that I saved from each of them. I always knew that I wanted three kids, so my attic is stuffed.
Anyways, Baby Three is no joke. I was probably half this size at 20 weeks with Jace. Here’s to a lifetime of chiropractor appointments. 😉