We wanted our kiddos close together and were happy that we were able to conceive fairly quickly. I think a little too quickly for Jason. Not that he is upset or scared, I think he is just a little frazzled about having two kids under the age of two. And to be honest, so am I. But, even if they were 3 years apart, there would be things that I'd be frazzled about. That's just life isn't? They always say that you are never full prepared for having a baby, be it your first or your fifth. Something could always be different, better, easier.
So far this pregnancy is different than my first. I'm still that lucky pregnant woman who doesn't gain weight in her first trimester, experience nausea or heartburn. I feel great, just as before! (Please don't hate me.) This is different as in, I'm not thinking about baby 24/7. I have a toddler to run around after who completely wears me out by the end of the day. When I was pregnant with Aidan I was working full-time, attending school part-time and dealing with a move right around my 16 week mark. Now, I'm just dealing with a crazy little boy who more than keeps me on my toes. I think both situations are equally as draining and by the end of the day I am ready for bed.
I think once I start to gain weight and that baby belly starts to show (I don't fit in pregnancy clothes yet, and am still wearing my normal shorts/tank tops/etc.), I will feel more like a pregnant woman. For now I just look a little fat! (Isn't that the worst, Mamas?)
The doctor is happy with my lack of weight gain (-1 pounds so far at almost 16 weeks) and the fact that there are no complications. With Aidan I was complication free, other than slight anemia that appeared late in my second trimester. I am really hoping that things will stay that way. I feel extremely lucky and blessed that I don't have anything to deal with. I don't know how women manage bed rest when they have a child to care for. I pray to God that doesn't happen to me!
As of right now baby numero dos (no cute name, such as the LBN moniker we labeled Aidan in the womb) is the size of an apple. When I turn 16 weeks on Thursday, there will be another fruit to compare him or her to.
And, in case you were wondering, we are once again NOT finding out the sex of this baby. It was so exciting to wait until that moment right as Aidan was being born to find out if he was a boy or a girl. I remember Jason tearfully exclaiming that I had just given birth to a sweet, beautiful baby boy. Nothing compares to that joy and excitement. Nothing!
Until next time...