So...we haven't been keeping this a secret for long, but I'm sick and my energy is almost non-existent. It's already been very different, basically the opposite, than my first pregnancy. I'm breaking out ALL THE TIME. I've been super nauseous to the point I wish I would throw up, but I haven't yet. I crave candy and sweets all the time. Like donuts, I usually don't like them, but they sound incredible right now. The first person to bring me a dozen donuts is my new favorite person. Lastly, I'm so exhausted. I want to take a nap, every time I sit down, which is a lot. I thought it was bad with my first pregnancy, but having a toddler increased that fatigue by 10. Easily.
We had been planning to have another several months before I had my IUD removed in July. We both felt ready for another, and I felt so strongly that Turner needed a sibling to bond with. Seeing him interact with other children made me realize how much he is like me. He thrives on human interaction, especially with those in similar stages to him. I can't wait to watch him be a big brother to our special son or (what I'm secretly hoping for) daughter.
When we went to get our ultrasound yesterday our baby was even tinier than we had expected. Come to find out I am only 6 weeks along instead the originally determined 8 weeks. Our baby measured at 3 mm about the size of a grain of rice and it STILL had a heartbeat. I could see a tiny bump convulsing up and down. I'm in constant awe of the miracle of life, and eternally grateful I'm blessed to be a part of it.
Hopefully this nausea ends and SOOOOON. The meds don't seem to be helping yet. It lasts all day until like 5 pm. Not fun. Anyway, I'm watching Tarzan with Turner and talking about how I'm going to have a baby. I hope everyone has a great weekend!