Yep, that’s right–I’m pregnant! No, that’s not actually a picture of the new little one–it’s actually The Robug, but I will have some pics of the new one some time next week! So, this is why I’ve been on “vacation.” We think I’m 9 weeks along, but the ultrasound next week should help us be sure 🙂
Why, do you ask, do I say “think” and “be sure?” Well, because this little Jedi falls in to the “planned surprise” or “welcome oops” category, meaning that we were planning on starting to try for our second child in October…needless to say, we’re a few months earlier than expected. Honestly, it was a little more fun this way. When we decided to get pregnant the first time, I was teaching and wanted to plan my pregnancy around the school year. I was charting my cycles and KNEW when I was ovulating, blah blah blah…this time, I was still charting but had a couple of wonky cycles, so I was caught off guard :). The Daddy Man, myself, and our families are elated and absolutely cannot wait to complete our family with this second child. Yet, as with all major life events, a lesson was learned :).
My first pregnancy was okay except for the first 16 weeks–those 16 weeks SUCKED. Period. There’s no other way to put it. I was on medication so that I could hold food and water down, I lost weight from being so sick all the time, and I just felt miserable overall. The remainder was uneventful and typical, and I generally felt okay except for being stressed with teaching and tired all the time. I was open and honest with my students about being pregnant because I was still sick when school started and had to go to the hallway a few times with my garbage can 🙂 So, as with most things, I made a joke out of it that served a dual purpose: 1) make myself less self-conscious about my ever-changing body in front of a bunch of Juniors and Seniors and 2) to get them to keep their hands to themselves. Wait, what? Yes, you read that right. High school students have just as hard of a time, if not harder, than kindergartners keeping their hands to themselves. My seniors were especially bad, so I would point at my belly and say, “See…this is what happens when you touch each other.” It ended up being a running joke through the whole school year AND would make everyone laugh AND got them to stop touching one another 🙂 So that was the lesson the first time. What is the lesson this time, you ask? Don’t EVER play with IT if IT isn’t wrapped because you CAN AND WILL get pregnant (if you don’t know what “IT” I am referring to, all I can say is “I’m sorry” :). I should have known better, I’m 31 and a mother, but apparently that “Oh, it won’t happen to me” attitude doesn’t disappear once you become an adult, LOL. Needless to say, we’ve already discussed what we will be using as contraception after this child is born.
Why do I even bring the lessons up? Well, because I want to keep a record of this experience for it WILL (pending unforeseen circumstances) be the last time. We have always only ever wanted two children, and are very certain our little family will be complete with this baby. And, well, because I CANNOT do this again. The first time around, as I was camping on the bathroom floor (literally), I swore I would not get pregnant again, which we all knew was unrealistic; this time around, I’m as serious as a heart attack. Having all-day long morning sickness with a 2.5 year old is sooooo much worse, I’m on medication again, and I’m constantly sick. This is a sure-fire way to make sure our family is complete as a foursome, because I hate being sick. I’m one of those people who can handle pain, but when it comes to nausea and puking, I’m a huge baby and I do not recover well. It’s been really rough the last 4 weeks, but I’m hoping and praying that it lets up soon.
I was soooooooo hoping the “every pregnancy is different” luck would hit me this time, but it hasn’t; I’m a sick pregnant lady. I make an effort every day to try to refrain from complaining because I really want to enjoy this pregnancy, but some days are just worse than others. So, I’m still going to be taking it easy because, quite honestly, it’s all I can do. The only creativity I’ve been able to muster has been working on some knitting, so there will be a post about a finished cowl sometime in the future, but I can’t say when. Please stick with me because once I’m feeling better, I’ve got a TON of projects lined up that I cannot wait to share with you!
Thanks for reading!