As many of you know this pregnancy took it’s toll on me in the beginning. I had horrible morning sickness, was so tired I would sleep at least 2 hours during the kids naps and STILL always felt like I was dragging. I ended up having to get on Zofran at 8 weeks because the morning sickness was just unbearable while trying to mother 2 kids and be a decent wife. Man did that stuff save my life.
Now here we are 5.5 weeks later and this is what’s going on:
How I’m feeling: Still tired most days, I feel like this pregnancy I’m way more tired. With the boys around 12 weeks I seemed to jump right into that “2nd trimester” bliss with having lots of energy and no pregnancy symptoms. I end up falling asleep while laying down next to Cohen for his nap, when 8pm hits I feel like I’ve hit a brick wall and in the morning I feel like I could just lay there for hours longer. My “girls” are KILLING me and growing like crazy. Unlike most pregnancies, the only symptom I had until I got sick was 2 lines on the stick. I feel like the symptoms have kicked it up a notch these last few weeks.
Baby Movement: I know it sounds crazy, but I’m totally feeling the baby move. I’ve never felt movement this early! With Cohen I think I was around 16/17 weeks and with Lucas it was 15/16 weeks, so this is pretty exciting. Right now it just feels like little flutters and then every now and then I can actually feel the baby move from one side of my tummy to the other.
Weight Gain: You know, I got on the scale after 4 weeks of not being on it and I’m at 129 still. I was 127 before I found out I was pregnant and was trying to shed a few pounds but at my 1st doc appt at 8 weeks I was 129. Which seems crazy to me because I’m most definitely showing now.
Cravings: I am in LOVE with eggs & bacon for breakfast and then in the evenings I love some Orville Redenbacher tender white popcorn. It’s SO good.
Mood Swings: I’ve had quite the attitude with this pregnancy. I remember snapping a lot when I was pregnant with Lucas but I was also teaching the worst class in history (aside from like 7 students) and my hubs was deployed so I was pregnant and raising Cohen solo. This go around I seem to snap pretty quickly and then realize what I’ve done and then feel bad. I’m really trying hard but it just won’t stop. Anyone have any advice to help??
Here is a picture of me at 10 weeks:
Here’s me at 13.5 weeks:
(my sister is 21 weeks along)