(Today is the first day of our second trimester! YAY! The nausea can completely disappear now, right? Right? I thought that was how this worked...) (Also, the spacing on this post is all wrong. It's making me angry. I have no idea why it's behaving this way. I just may put it in time-out.)
Because this isn't my first time around the block, I know we are pregnant. Bring on the nervousness. And the prayers. And some more nervousness.
I've been taking a ton of naps lately. It helps to ward off the nausea.
My dog, Allen must also suffer from nausea as he seems to need naps daily as well.
When I woke up from my Sunday afternoon nap today, I discovered my dog sleeping with me. A few minutes later I heard the pitter-patter of feet and Nasko and Chance were also climbing into bed.
At that point I starting singing "There were five in the bed and the biggest one said, 'Roll over, roll over!' So they all rolled over and one fell out!"
At that exact moment, the dog jumped off the bed.
It's that kind of comedic timing that I live for these days... And naps. I live for naps.
I fully expect to have most of the pregnancy symptoms listed in the "What to Expect When You're Expecting Book". I didn't expect to have two new ones in one day.
This morning, while making Nasko's breakfast, I experienced the mother-of-all mommy symptoms. I was a bit nervous that Nasko was going to spend the rest of the day reenacting Mama leaning over a trash can.
Thankfully, he didn't.
At lunchtime, Chance came home and I was digging for something in the back of the refrigerator. He asked me a question, so I pulled my head out of the fridge to answer him. In the process, I smacked the back of my head on the door handle. The combination of a rough morning and the pain caused me to start crying.
Oh, and the pregnancy hormones. Oh goodness, the hormones...
Chance was, fortunately, sympathetic and comforting.
Nasko, unfortunately, spent the rest of the day reenacting THIS scene...
This is insane, but my nausea seems to be subsiding. I still feel the need to eat every couple hours, and from 7 pm to bedtime, food commercials are not my friends. Overall though, I'm feeling better! Yay for food.
I'm thankful my nausea seems to be getting better.
I'm not quite as thankful for what my scale said to me this morning though...
Oh good, the nausea is back! We're good!
Still praising God for the nausea.
Today I had really bad heartburn for the first time. At one point, I got desperate and tried swallowing 3 T. of apple cider vinegar since I read on the internet that it can relieve the heartburn "naturally".
The internets are trying to kill me...
I will not be doing that again.
We continue to thank God for the nausea. I am mostly thankful that it hits from 6:30 p.m. - midnight. The Reverend is typically home by then to help with caring for Nasko. I can take things a little easier at that point... Hallelujah!
In two days, we have our twelve-week sonogram. We told our homegroup about our pregnancy, and a few select friends, but most people will find out when we know that the sonogram shows appropriate growth and development.
Nervous doesn't even begin to describe it.
I wore a relatively form-fitting sweater dress to church today as my dad was going to take our announcement pictures for tomorrow.
I didn't know this at the time, but MANY people noticed my baby bump at church. None of them said anything to me (smart people!) But this is why I've mostly been wearing button downs, cardigans, and scarves!
We have a healthy, active baby! S/he even moved his/her arm during the sonogram. The technician swears the baby was waving at us. Once the baby became still (sleeping?) s/he left his/her hand above his/her head. Chance and I had to laugh, because I sleep with one arm above my head EVERY night.
As we were leaving the doctor's office, we set out to letting the world know about our baby. Chance and I both posted our announcement photo on facebook, twitter, instagram, and the blog. We headed to Olive Garden (because of their gluten-free noodles) to celebrate. By the time we arrived, our phones had BLOWN UP with congratulatory texts, messages, and responses. We looked like a very disconnected couple as we spent most of the meal reading people's reactions. Despite how we looked, we enjoyed spending this time together!
I can wear whatever clothes I want! Yipppeeee!
Happy Thanksgiving! This year we have MUCH to be thankful for. We enjoyed the day with family, but were most grateful for our Bulgarian terror (who needed a nap before even eating any turkey!) and our healthy, growing baby. Praise be to God for our family!
My hips huuuuuurt. I had to google this to make sure it was a pregnancy symptom. It was.
Trying to decide if that knowledge makes it easier to deal with or not!
You know what makes it easier to deal with though? Two heating pads.
Between the body pillow, the dog, my expanding belly, and now two heating pads, Chance might have to get his own bed...
Thankfully, my chiropractor was able to deal with my hip issue. They are feeling SO much better. For now, the Reverend can stay in the bed, I guess.
Chance has started documenting all the crazy things I say in my pregnant-exhausted stupor. These things seem to pop out of my mouth almost nightly these days. Again, he may need his own bed...