This week Justin and I shared with our families that we're expecting baby #3 in June. I sent my siblings a text this week while Justin created an elaborate "escape room" puzzle for his family to solve to share the news. But more on that later.
This has definitely been my hardest pregnancy to date. Looking back on Emmett and Logan's pregnancies I feel like I was completely spoiled. I mean, I was able to go to work every day for 8 hours and teach bratty 7th graders for my ENTIRE pregnancy with Emmett - there is NO WAY I would've been able to hold a job this time around.
Both of my previous pregnancies have been pretty similar in that I would throw up first thing in the morning and then feel mostly fine all day minus fatigue...but that's nothing a nap while the toddler naps can't solve. This time my "morning sickness" has been all day nausea and then I would finally throw up at night. So I'd finally get relief from feeling like garbage just in time to go to bed.😜 The fatigue has been pretty much the same as before, except if I tried to do anything it would make me more nauseous. So for the last six weeks or so I've basically been laying on the couch trying not to throw up. I would have a few good days sprinkled here and there when I would try to get everything done, but then I would seriously pay for it the next day and be totally useless.
My activities have included driving Emmett to and from Preschool and the occasional grocery store trip. That's IT! The bright side of that is my exposure to Covid is basically zero.
This first trimester has felt extra long too because - well - it has been. I really wanted a May baby so we shot for that and got it. I actually ovulated the day I hiked Table Mountain in August with my girlfriends. I got pregnancy symptoms almost immediately - I started to feel the fatigue just three days later and I had nausea at four weeks. But I had an early miscarriage, so... no May baby. This muffed things up a bit because my parents 50th anniversary celebration is next June and I really don't want to miss it! Hence why I really wanted a May baby. But I definitely didn't want to wait another month-and-a-half, so we got pregnant just shy of two weeks after my miscarriage. Again, I started to feel symptoms right away - just two days after ovulating I felt the familiar fatigue hit, and two weeks later I got the positive test. So even though I'm 11 weeks along right now, it definitely feels much longer.
Thankfully right around the 10-week mark I started to feel noticeably better. I went a whole week without throwing up! But then had some nausea the night before Thanksgiving and threw up our pie pig out. 😂 Thankfully, I made it to my own house to do so.
I am so close to the 12 week mark and I really hope this goes away soon. I told Justin "No more kids after this! I can't do it again!" It has been HARD. But we all know how quickly we forget. I am suspicious of a girl. Boys don't do this to me! Both kids have been saying they want a sister. Emmett also says he wants to name it "Dino Trek" after his favorite dinosaur show so...who knows. Logan likes to give my belly hugs and kisses and tells the baby goodnight. Emmett marvels at how big my belly is and that it's going to "get bigger, and bigger, and BIGGER!" If we do have a girl, I don't know what she's going to do with these two crazy boys...if we have another boy I don't know what I'M going to do with all these boys!! Probably get another cat. 😂 Or maybe a bunch of chickens!
This Thanksgiving was one of my favorites ever. Trisha was able to come with her family which saved our holiday! Justin made a treasure hunt for us to do after the meal to give our stomachs a rest and make room for pie. Trisha's kids play really well with my kiddos, and we convinced her older teenage kids to play Pictionary with us. We watched a movie about the Mayflower and Trisha's family went back home. I was completely exhausted from violently throwing up the night before (just ask Justin) and getting up early with Logan at 4:30 that morning, so sitting and watching a movie was the perfect activity for me😁 Logan has had the WORST time with daylight savings. In the summer he got up at 6:00, which is fine...but he has not adjusted so he gets up every day at 5:00 and sometimes earlier. It's the worst - send help! I'm supposed to be getting sleep while I can before baby comes! But I've had bad insomnia anyway with this pregnancy...more girl suspicions...
Like I mentioned earlier, Justin created an escape room puzzle for his entire family to solve to announce this pregnancy. Our WA visit in October gave him the idea because he got an escape room game for a birthday gift from Jon. He put his 3D printer to work (take pregnancy insomnia and pile on the "eeeeek-errrrr" sounds of the 3D printer going all night in the room next door....😖) and created an elaborate "Big Bad Wolf and the Three Little Pigs" puzzle. The idea was that the big bad wolf repented later in life and was hired as a detective to help find the three little pigs because they went missing. At the end when the family "found" the three little pigs, what they found were three pictures - Emmett, Logan, and the ultrasound picture. I normally don't do early ultrasounds but...I got a little paranoid that it might be twins (que pregnancy symptoms that seemed "twice" as hard, showing SUPER early and showing A LOT, more fertile after a miscarriage...) so I had one done to make sure there was just one! Thank goodness! HOW in the heck did mom have TWO sets of twins? Talk about a modern-day-friggin-miracle.
I learned the "Thankful" song on the ukulele and did a sing along for my primary kids
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