Well here we are, 11 weeks pregnant with baby number two. We finally announced it this weekend to our family and extended friends, and its making it a lot more fun. When basically no one knows you can kind of pretend you’re not pregnant, which is weird and confusing on all counts. I mean there are some benefits, I’m almost a third of the way done and I kind of feel like I just found out again. Which is nice, because pregnancy is a long 40 weeks people. Which in case you were wondering is 10 months, not 9.
I’m grateful I’m feeling pretty decently. Had a pretty rough week 6 and 7, and a rough day here or there, but I’m so thankful that I’m mostly just fine. Food is my biggest issue. Especially because I basically got pregnant on that horrid Whole30, now I’m just confused. Even the thought of eggs makes me want to die, and avocado’s are not okay. Guacamole is acceptable at certain times, but not all the time. Chicken is a big fat no, all I want is red meat and fish and cheeseburgers. Actually all I want is saltine crackers and turkey sandwiches with pickles. I’m really struggling trying to eat healthy and balanced and not gag. My doctor assures me this will get better over the next few weeks, and I’ll be able to eat vegetables that aren’t broccoli, but I’m not convinced. Also all my grand plans for working out died along with my dreams of a flat stomach this summer, as I can barely keep my eyes open to feed Mason dinner, much less attempt a work out. Josh’s school schedule calmed down this week, so I’m determined to fit it in, since we all know what happened the last time I was pregnant (one word, cow). And I’m just hoping that in the next few weeks I can focus on more vegetables in my diet and less gagging.
We had a good doctors appointment last week, baby is healthy and measuring right on track, and I’m going for an NT ultrasound sometime in the next two weeks, so that will be fun. Anytime I get an extra ultrasound, especially a 3D one, I’m happy. So far I’m REALLY feeling like this one is a girl which is kind of exciting, but also terrifying. Josh already said the poor thing is going to have to play with all of Mason’s cars because we will only be able to afford her bows and dresses. We’ll see how it turns out, but I’m betting girl.
How big is baby? The size of a Brussels sprout.
Pregnancy symptoms? Just tired, and some mornings I wake up pretty nauseous but it goes away if I eat something carby.
Cravings? Meat. Except for first thing in the morning, then I want bagels.
Aversions? Any sort of protein in the mornings, eggs, chicken, avocados, cooked vegetables
Best moment this week? Mason telling my BFF Sandy “Mommy has a baby in her tummy!”
What are you looking forward to next week? Hopefully another ultrasound and eating more vegetables.
What emotions have you been experiencing this week? The usual panic and anxiety anytime I consider having a second child and working and our small condo and blah blah blah blah
Are you wearing maternity clothes? Not yet, now I just look chubby and bloated so I’m covering it with flowy tank tops.
Any stretch marks? No, and I’m going to buy stock in my toning oil. It didn’t fail me with Mase, so here’s to a 2nd try.
How much weight have you gained? 1 pound. Or so the doctor says. My bloated stomach looks otherwise.
Belly button in or out? In
Felt anything? Sharp shooting pains on my right side, which Josh claims to remember from Mason.
Know gender? What’s your intuition? Not yet, I wish! I have a feeling it’s a girl this time.
Have you decided on names? We picked a girl name and we have a top 3 list for boys that keeps kind of rotating.
What has dad been up to this week? Working more than he should and studying hard.
What baby project are you working on? I can’t even think about it because I get too stressed. Because if I start thinking about Mason and the new baby in the same room I start panicking and can’t breathe. I know it will work but I just can’t deal with it right now. So I’m not doing anything. Except I bought new Aden+Anais swaddles for the new baby at the Nordstrom Anniversary sale. That counts right?
Any guesses on when you’ll go into labor? Ha, I probably won’t, like last time.