I have been pretty silent on this pregnancy other than a few complaints here and there. This pregnancy truthfully kicked my booty from conception until about mid-way second trimester. I attempted to keep a little diary going, but I dropped off for about 14 weeks and trying to remember anything is a scene out of the Finding Dory movie for me.
July 1-2017 I am pregnant!
Both times I found out I was pregnant?
I immediately start yelling from the bathroom.
First-time was an “Omg omg omg” waking my husband up as he slept ( working overnights) like a crazy “thank you, prayers answered and I can stop these torturous fertility treatments.” Moment.
” oh s#%t, come look at this”
To be fair he shared in my shock and was swearing right along with me.
It turned those Two double lines before I could even set it down to finish my business.
A few hours later around 330pm— I took the second one- firing up those two lines I felt almost quicker than the last time.
Besides shocked out of our socks, we are beyond joyful. We never thought having another child could skip all the pain, medications, and struggle with my previous treatments.
Happy. Overwhelmed, but so thankful that this time around lacked every single emotional and physical pain of the last time. Shocked, but so excited. I would say we were in denial for the first two weeks until we got to get a scan and see the baby! My due date fluctuated from the end of January until end of March haha so instead of being 12 weeks pregnant on my first visit I was barely seven weeks!! So yeah.. the hormones were strong here.
My period has always been inconsistent with PCOS, so an extended irregular period just isn’t a thing to alarm me after over a decade of it.
It had been going missing and late frequently these last two months, but I equated it to stress from losing my grandmother. My person.
I started eating sauerkraut. Lol which I love it, but never enjoyed it pre-pregnancy, and used to eat it by the jars full last pregnancy 😂
I’ve had a very short fuse with my toddler and husband.
It is very unlike me, and I chocked it up to a late period, stress, and significant PMS grumpiness.
Getting tears: so I’m not a crier, but I would consider myself more sensitive post giving birth- so getting a little weepy at cute things like veterans getting honored is standard nowadays.
Stinky and hairy– I honestly never have to shave my armpits more than once a week, or wear deodorant ever. Unless I am pregnant. Then both of these, 5x a day. Haha SERIOUSLY!
My First trimester thoughts went sort of like this:
I’m praying I don’t get morning sickness like last time. I always thought it was weird I was never nauseous or that pregnant lady that smells something and gets ill. I never had a smell thing, but you could find me on the bathroom floor as my son watched Disney movies every evening for the first 17 weeks of this pregnancy.
I’ve been running every day! So I plan to continue this pregnancy. I was the size of a house the end of pregnancy, and I am not letting that happen this time.
I’ve lost weight and just figured my lack of appetite was summer heat, but hey I’ll take a little weight loss
I have been napping every single day, and sad when my son wakes up early because I have to then. I love those 3.5 hour nap days!
Ahhh every day is a struggle. Like HOW is this exhaustion even possible??
All things peaches all the time
Peach and cream pancakes
Peach ice cream lol
Last pregnancy it was pumpkin 🎃
Our first OB appointment. So much nausea acne and I’m still a zombie mommy as far as sleep. I can’t believe this pregnancy is so 100% different and I’m hoping it means -GIRL!
No real cravings are other than I want that canned chili. Not the good kind– the really bad for garbage in a can kind lol.
And only that kind.
So this has been the week from death 💀
All day sickness and it took me days to figure out if I continuously suck on a mint or hard candy I can remain upright but man I started getting dehydrated and headaches on top of it all. Miserable.
Please be a little diva in there making me sick – otherwise, this son is already a devious little brother
I’ve been super ill this time around so no weight gain yet but I know it’s coming lol. I lost weight and still feel fat. I’m just going to need the bump to show up, so I stop feeling like a jellyfish 😐
Going backward from being 12 weeks to being told your seven going on eight weeks is weird. Thanks, ovaries.
This pregnancy is full of symptoms, and now we knew that we found out before four weeks along, weird.
Symptoms started immediately and fierce.
Last time I had them, but maybe since Clomid was so awful and I was so overjoyed to be pregnant, I just overrode anything because I honestly look back on it as being easy compared to this. Breezy even. It flew by.
I try not to complain. I usually keep it to myself, but this go around I’ve been sick 24/7 for the full first trimester and then a little, then it stopped. Then promptly insomnia started where I’m so exhausted I barely function, yet I’m awake more hours than I am asleep.
I have major body issues this time. Perhaps because last time my bump didn’t show up until way later- and now I’m bumping bigger that ever was at double the weeks before. Weight gain has been just a few pounds thanks to me only wanting to eat carbs in the worst form.
We went to Disneyland for a quick family vacation over Labor Day weekend, and used it as our announcement! You can see some photos and our shirts exclaiming the good news over here.
Finally mid to end of my second trimester? Finally feeling good. I seriously thought it would never happen, but every day I got a little better and pushed myself to do a bit more. There is NO more running though. I know my treadmill is collecting dust. I hit this wall. I equate it to mile 10 of my first half marathon where I just wanted to lay down and never move again.
Pains that didn’t happen until the last month last time.
This baby kicks so much I’m convinced it isn’t sleeping the appropriate hours a growing baby should.
We are planning for a VBAC, but they are going to play it by ear. Last time I was on bedrest at 38 weeks, and they don’t want me to go past 39 weeks or induce a previous cesarean patient like myself – but with my blood pressure still holding excellently without any medications, we can only play it by ear. Last time I had been on blood pressure medication for over four years before pregnancy, so it was a primary concern all along.
Baby two measures RIGHT on or a week ahead on all measurements unlike his older brother who was always 3+ weeks ahead and those ultrasounds didn’t lie; his head was HUGE at birth. Now not so much.
One measurement is three weeks ahead, the belly. So I decided to go back to no process foods and zero sugar intake.
Zero. Sugar. No processed food? The first week I started this in November after Thanksgiving: I felt like a CRAZY person. It was all I could think about, and cravings were SO strong. We took a day off this weekend and made sugar Christmas cookies, icing and all. I could tell the very next day the sugar cravings were strong and fierce. So far so good on getting back on track with no slip-ups. I even made a hot milk with cinnamon sans sugar, and while all I did was want to add a little honey in, I resisted. Somehow.
I have more energy and only need one nap since cutting out all the processed food, and since my last check-in I gained 8 pounds in a month, I was freaking out. It put me so close to 30 pounds gained, and I was only looking to gain 20 this whole pregnancy. The doctors that I do not prefer told me to lose weight during pregnancy. HA! He is delirious. I was stuck at my current weight before pregnancy for months and months. My favorite doctor only wanted a 10 pound gain and encouraged me on our last visit to try and focus on just eating nutritiously. Which is still hilarious to me seeing as my son previous time was 9 pounds, and I know all the fluids, and bodily things add up. So my number of 20 has been exceeded so while I am not actively trying to diet or workout outside of daily walks and playground, alongside the no processed food or sugar I already see pounds falling off. Not like they would before when I eat this way ( think whole30), but enough I am not gaining.
Hey feeling amazing vs. sluggish isn’t too bad either. Planning on keeping this up until the end, with minor sugar treats once a week or every two weeks as long as I don’t pop up with gestational diabetes.
So I am going to try to do a few more check-ins before baby gets here in 10-11 weeks! I want to do a gender guessing post based off all my symptoms and wives tales, what we have needed to buy for baby number two, plus size pregnancy and maternity wear, and I am sure me freaking out about soon being a mom of two.