I’m supposed to get up for work in 5.5 hours.
So what the heck am I doing up?
I don’t know. I took 2 Benadryl, so maybe they will kick in soon!
Updates!
We moved and are so in love with our new house. It requires us to budget more than we had to with the old house, but it’s worth it. Nathan is still a time home with the boys, but it makes so much more sense than having to put them in daycare.
Benjamin turned 5 (holy cow!) and had a Mickey Mouse party. We got the boys a trampoline and they love it. Ethan is still my terrible-two-year-old. We are working on things. I can’t believe how different he and Benjamin are. Benjamin was and is still so sweet and listens and is just the sweetest boy in the world. Ethan can definitely be sweet, but he knows how to push my buttons and push those boundaries. I’m hoping Charlie has more of a Benjamin disposition.
Charlie is 5 months old now! And so so sweet. He tries talking to us already! And he’s. Rolling over! He started doing that about a week or so ago. They’re so quick to grow!
Three kids is hard though. I think we are for sure done with having babies. As much as it pains me to say, I want to be able to give them all attention and it’s hard. It’s very hard. But the struggle is worth it. Seeing their smiles and feeling their hugs when I get home and changed from the hospital is just the best. I have a wonderful partner to help as well! Nathan really is a great partner and husband and friend and there’s no way that I could do this without him.
His brother is living with us for a month or so while he gets his job settles in Savannah.
Speaking of jobs, I applied for a cath observation job at my hospital which would be three days a week with no weekends, no holidays, and no call. That sounds great to me! Plus it would be a change of pace. I love being a nurse but with the way that staffing is, floor nursing is very demanding and very hard physically and mentally and emotionally. Med-surg nursing is generally considered something that you do as a stepping stone of sorts to get your experience in and then you move onto something else or a different specialty. I’ve been doing it for 6 years, so it’s time to do something else. Plus it doesn’t help that I’ve been passed over for a Charge job 4 times. It’s a little deflating and humiliating to feel like you’re not good enough to be a full time charge nurse but good enough to charge every time you don’t have someone else to do it. It’s frustrating. So, I’m praying for a change if it’s the right thing for my family. I’ve trusted God this far and this long, and He has a plan. This I know and am so sure about.
I’m also about to start on a weight loss journey again. I’m the heaviest I’ve ever been. I clocked in at 205 pounds today at the doctor’s office. I just go up and up and up after having my babies. I want to feel like a woman again and not a fat out of shape mom. I mean I like the mom part, but I still want to feel like a woman and feel good about myself. So, I’m going hard at it starting tomorrow. Or today rather. I look back and see where I weighed 157 pounds and would cry and cry. I would kill to be “that fat” now. All in good time I guess.
I guess I’m just here to spell out my prayers and my life for now. I pray that Nathan has patience and can relax when he has the kids alone. I know it’s hard and he is a rockstar doing it while I’m at work. But I pray for him. I pray for my babies. That they have a life of comfort and love and peace and know how much we both love them and I pray that God gives us the direction to raise them right. I pray about this job opportunity and for me to take it if it’s the right thing for us. I pray for my photography and that it will continue to bring us a supplemental income. I pray that my family and Nathan’s family is safe and happy. I pray my mom can come visit more. I pray that my brother can come visit more. I miss my family. That’s for another blog that I don’t have time for right now though.
Finally, I pray that I can sleep so that I can function today! Amen!
10.09.2019
7.27.2019
Motherhood
I don’t know how to explain it.
For some reason, this time around, I feel more like a mother. I mean, I have really fallen in love with being a mother. It’s such a comfort this time around.
Maybe it’s because my body and my head know that it’s my last baby.
But my heart isn’t so sure.
I look at my sweet thriving baby and just smile. And when he smiles I want to cry because he is so beautiful and so perfect and precious.
We waited 10 days to take him home.
After he went to NICU with his pneumo, we had to wait 10 long days to take him home because his heart rate would drop or his oxygen would drop.
We prayed and prayed for our sweet Charlie, and we got to take him home. I have finally been able to breastfeed. Well, pump. My milk is supplying his feedings and it makes me feel like a superstar to be able to do that for him. It’s hard and gets overwhelming at times, but it’s so worth it.
I don’t know what prompted me to write this.
I have a wedding today and I can’t sleep. I keep thinking of my babies.
I love them so much. Benjamin is nearly 5 (which is insane!) and Ethan is 3 in January. Charlie is 10 weeks old. It’s been 10 weeks with my baby already. I don’t want to go back to work.
This is the first time that I didn’t want to go back to work. To get away and have some adult time. I think it finally clicked for me that this is my life. This is what it’s all about. Family.
Nathan is staying home with the babies as I go back to work. It’s truly a blessing that I can do that. We have 4 days off together every week. Together as a family.
We have done so much on my time off from work. We saw family, fireworks, did splash pads and went to St. Simons. We went swimming and had cook outs and went to festivals.
Something is different this time. I don’t know what, but I like it.
Buying a minivan and carting kids around wasn’t ever really my game plan for me. I knew I wanted kids but I knew I would always work. Which I am. But something is different.
I love kissing the boo boos and cuddling the kids. Putting them to bed and saying prayers. I love cuddling Charlie and touching his little smooth rolls and his baby soft hair on his head. I love looking into his eyes and seeing the miracle that he is. I love seeing Benjamin laugh and Ethan giggle. I love taking candid photos of them while they’re cooking with dad. I love watching my older boys love on Charlie. I love this life.
I feel like I’ve lost a lot of my identity being a mom and being pregnant. I have gained a lot of weight and I struggle with my self image and worth a lot. But I see my babies and I know that they don’t care about that. They see mama.
I am going to soak up these last 2 weeks of staying home.
We are trying to sell our house and move. I am praying hard that we will sell it. We were under contract but the buyers backed out after we signed on what seems like the perfect home for us. I’m praying hard for a buyer.
Anyway, just some thoughts. I love my family. I love my babies.
I may be an emotional mess, but my heart is so full.
For some reason, this time around, I feel more like a mother. I mean, I have really fallen in love with being a mother. It’s such a comfort this time around.
Maybe it’s because my body and my head know that it’s my last baby.
But my heart isn’t so sure.
I look at my sweet thriving baby and just smile. And when he smiles I want to cry because he is so beautiful and so perfect and precious.
We waited 10 days to take him home.
After he went to NICU with his pneumo, we had to wait 10 long days to take him home because his heart rate would drop or his oxygen would drop.
We prayed and prayed for our sweet Charlie, and we got to take him home. I have finally been able to breastfeed. Well, pump. My milk is supplying his feedings and it makes me feel like a superstar to be able to do that for him. It’s hard and gets overwhelming at times, but it’s so worth it.
I don’t know what prompted me to write this.
I have a wedding today and I can’t sleep. I keep thinking of my babies.
I love them so much. Benjamin is nearly 5 (which is insane!) and Ethan is 3 in January. Charlie is 10 weeks old. It’s been 10 weeks with my baby already. I don’t want to go back to work.
This is the first time that I didn’t want to go back to work. To get away and have some adult time. I think it finally clicked for me that this is my life. This is what it’s all about. Family.
Nathan is staying home with the babies as I go back to work. It’s truly a blessing that I can do that. We have 4 days off together every week. Together as a family.
We have done so much on my time off from work. We saw family, fireworks, did splash pads and went to St. Simons. We went swimming and had cook outs and went to festivals.
Something is different this time. I don’t know what, but I like it.
Buying a minivan and carting kids around wasn’t ever really my game plan for me. I knew I wanted kids but I knew I would always work. Which I am. But something is different.
I love kissing the boo boos and cuddling the kids. Putting them to bed and saying prayers. I love cuddling Charlie and touching his little smooth rolls and his baby soft hair on his head. I love looking into his eyes and seeing the miracle that he is. I love seeing Benjamin laugh and Ethan giggle. I love taking candid photos of them while they’re cooking with dad. I love watching my older boys love on Charlie. I love this life.
I feel like I’ve lost a lot of my identity being a mom and being pregnant. I have gained a lot of weight and I struggle with my self image and worth a lot. But I see my babies and I know that they don’t care about that. They see mama.
I am going to soak up these last 2 weeks of staying home.
We are trying to sell our house and move. I am praying hard that we will sell it. We were under contract but the buyers backed out after we signed on what seems like the perfect home for us. I’m praying hard for a buyer.
Anyway, just some thoughts. I love my family. I love my babies.
I may be an emotional mess, but my heart is so full.
5.16.2019
Charlie Isaac is Here!
I wanted to write while all of this whirlwind of a delivery was fresh in my mind. My sweet boy is just over 24 hours old! He was born 5/15/19 at 4:31 AM, weighing a whopping 8lbs and 14oz and some 22 inches long! He had a small pneumothorax just like his oldest brother Benjamin, so he is in the NICU right now, but I was able to hold him this morning (a few hours ago!) very early. He’s a precious little chunk. Even though he’s my biggest, holding his little head in the palm of my hand reminds me of how tiny he still is. A breath of fresh air for me, and a heavy aching of love in my heart to just hold him. He’s precious.
Now for the delivery story...
I don’t know what I was thinking. I think I was trying to prove how tough I was after hearing women accomplishing a natural labor, but I was bound and determined to do it pain medicine free. This meant no epidural, no pain meds of any type. What I forgot to do research on, was what are the odds of making it through a pitocin INDUCED labor naturally. I will say that I was managing very well until I was about 9 cm. 9-10 was a horrific blur of sweating, crying, yelling, and fidgeting that was almost an out of body experience. Never in my life have I ever hurt so bad that I thought that I was literally dying. It felt like someone was slowly breaking my back by kicking me to death. The contractions, as painful as they were, were tolerable even at their worst, because I knew they would peak and end, even if just for a minute. From 9-10 cm I had constant pain and pressure in my back and sacrum that was incredibly unbearable. I was in so much pain that the words that people were saying to me were not making sense. The doctor and nurses telling me to put my legs back towards myself meant nothing to me, and I couldn’t follow directions. I’ve never been out of my element and delirious like that before. Once the undeniable feeling of pushing started, it wouldn’t stop. When I pushed, I felt relief. A sweet bit of relief for a second and then back to untolerable pain. I kept saying that I had to push, and I was met with a sea of “no, wait!” But after 12 hours of unmedicated labor on the max of pitocin being administered, “no” was not an option. I tried to wait while the doctor was called and quickly putting on his sterile gown and gloves. He barely made it to me in time to help me deliver my sweet boy. 3 huge pushes and he was out into the world, with hair (he may be a brunette!) and covered in cheese. Somehow I didn’t tear (thank goodness).
Poor Nathan was tearing up, watching me beg for medicine, anything for pain. My nurse literally carried me through my labor. She gave me counterpressure, she rubbed my head and my hand, she put me into positions that I didn’t think I was possible to be in. She talked me through it all. She’s a hero. Her name is Kia and I will never forget her.
More about Charlie!
He was covered in “baby cheese” which leads me to believe that he was overdue and that I was right about my due date. Also backing this up is the fact that he had a meconium poop an hour after he was born, which I am such a believer in God’s plan, and I’ll tell you why. If we had waited to induce today (which was an option), he surely would have pooped in the womb, and with his pneumothorax and everything else that happened, he could have been way worse off when he made his entrance.
We are so blessed that even though he had to go to NICU, he’s otherwise incredibly healthy. He’s on some oxygen treatment to help seal the pneumothorax, which on repeat chest X-ray, looks a lot better and is almost resolved. We are repeating one this morning to see if we can take him off oxygen (yay!) and maybe start feeding him (double yay!). I’ve been pumping and bringing my milk (although I’m not making a lot right now) and bringing it to the NICU for him which the nurse used to swan his mouth with so he gets a taste for it. He’s the tiniest little miracle baby, and I know he’s a fighter.
I remember when I got my Mirena removed and we wanted to try again, the doctor said that it could be a year before I got pregnant again. I had slight spotting 2 days later, and then nothing. 3 weeks later I took a pregnancy test and it was positive! I had a lot of bleeding after that though, and was warned that it probably wouldn’t “stick”. It took blood tests and days of stress and prayer and crying to wait for the results that I wanted to hear: we were pregnant! A miracle.
This time was easier to accept that I was having a boy and that I was going to be a boy mom! He was a miracle, and to be honest, I love my boys. I know boys and God has a plan! I believe that mine is to raise sweet boys because I probably couldn’t handle a girl!
Leading up to delivery I had some really rough and painful days. This is the heaviest that I have been, and I think that contributed to that. I’m still super swollen (like all of my pregnancies) so I’m trying to drink more water and have that come off. It’s rough when your feet are like softballs! I have swelling everywhere, so I’m hoping for a lot of that to come off soon and feel better! My stomach/uterus/crotch hurts from all of the cramping and mashing and baby-pushing, but that’s all to be expected.
I’m actually a lot more prepared for this sweet babe I feel like. Since I already sleep on nap cycles, I feel better prepared to wake up and feed and hold this sweet peanut.
I’m super excited to hold my baby, and I’ve got to pump in about 45 minutes, so I’m going to watch some Law and Order and drink up some water!
Praise God for my sweet baby ❤️❤️❤️
Now for the delivery story...
I don’t know what I was thinking. I think I was trying to prove how tough I was after hearing women accomplishing a natural labor, but I was bound and determined to do it pain medicine free. This meant no epidural, no pain meds of any type. What I forgot to do research on, was what are the odds of making it through a pitocin INDUCED labor naturally. I will say that I was managing very well until I was about 9 cm. 9-10 was a horrific blur of sweating, crying, yelling, and fidgeting that was almost an out of body experience. Never in my life have I ever hurt so bad that I thought that I was literally dying. It felt like someone was slowly breaking my back by kicking me to death. The contractions, as painful as they were, were tolerable even at their worst, because I knew they would peak and end, even if just for a minute. From 9-10 cm I had constant pain and pressure in my back and sacrum that was incredibly unbearable. I was in so much pain that the words that people were saying to me were not making sense. The doctor and nurses telling me to put my legs back towards myself meant nothing to me, and I couldn’t follow directions. I’ve never been out of my element and delirious like that before. Once the undeniable feeling of pushing started, it wouldn’t stop. When I pushed, I felt relief. A sweet bit of relief for a second and then back to untolerable pain. I kept saying that I had to push, and I was met with a sea of “no, wait!” But after 12 hours of unmedicated labor on the max of pitocin being administered, “no” was not an option. I tried to wait while the doctor was called and quickly putting on his sterile gown and gloves. He barely made it to me in time to help me deliver my sweet boy. 3 huge pushes and he was out into the world, with hair (he may be a brunette!) and covered in cheese. Somehow I didn’t tear (thank goodness).
Poor Nathan was tearing up, watching me beg for medicine, anything for pain. My nurse literally carried me through my labor. She gave me counterpressure, she rubbed my head and my hand, she put me into positions that I didn’t think I was possible to be in. She talked me through it all. She’s a hero. Her name is Kia and I will never forget her.
More about Charlie!
He was covered in “baby cheese” which leads me to believe that he was overdue and that I was right about my due date. Also backing this up is the fact that he had a meconium poop an hour after he was born, which I am such a believer in God’s plan, and I’ll tell you why. If we had waited to induce today (which was an option), he surely would have pooped in the womb, and with his pneumothorax and everything else that happened, he could have been way worse off when he made his entrance.
We are so blessed that even though he had to go to NICU, he’s otherwise incredibly healthy. He’s on some oxygen treatment to help seal the pneumothorax, which on repeat chest X-ray, looks a lot better and is almost resolved. We are repeating one this morning to see if we can take him off oxygen (yay!) and maybe start feeding him (double yay!). I’ve been pumping and bringing my milk (although I’m not making a lot right now) and bringing it to the NICU for him which the nurse used to swan his mouth with so he gets a taste for it. He’s the tiniest little miracle baby, and I know he’s a fighter.
I remember when I got my Mirena removed and we wanted to try again, the doctor said that it could be a year before I got pregnant again. I had slight spotting 2 days later, and then nothing. 3 weeks later I took a pregnancy test and it was positive! I had a lot of bleeding after that though, and was warned that it probably wouldn’t “stick”. It took blood tests and days of stress and prayer and crying to wait for the results that I wanted to hear: we were pregnant! A miracle.
This time was easier to accept that I was having a boy and that I was going to be a boy mom! He was a miracle, and to be honest, I love my boys. I know boys and God has a plan! I believe that mine is to raise sweet boys because I probably couldn’t handle a girl!
Leading up to delivery I had some really rough and painful days. This is the heaviest that I have been, and I think that contributed to that. I’m still super swollen (like all of my pregnancies) so I’m trying to drink more water and have that come off. It’s rough when your feet are like softballs! I have swelling everywhere, so I’m hoping for a lot of that to come off soon and feel better! My stomach/uterus/crotch hurts from all of the cramping and mashing and baby-pushing, but that’s all to be expected.
I’m actually a lot more prepared for this sweet babe I feel like. Since I already sleep on nap cycles, I feel better prepared to wake up and feed and hold this sweet peanut.
I’m super excited to hold my baby, and I’ve got to pump in about 45 minutes, so I’m going to watch some Law and Order and drink up some water!
Praise God for my sweet baby ❤️❤️❤️
5.09.2019
Almost 39 Weeks
As I sit here in my living room in the quiet at 6 am, all I can think about is how my life is going to change again for the third time. Tomorrow will be my 39th week pregnant with my third boy, and it brings me peace and a little uneasiness to know he will be here soon. It’s so strange to think that you have two little people that you love so much and that how can you possibly have enough love to spread around. I remember thinking this about having to share my love with Ethan after he was born when I loved Benjamin so much as my first born. I remember thinking “what if I don’t love him as much, or what if I have to give so much more attention to Ethan and Benjamin feels unloved?” I remember crying about these fears. I found out very quickly that a Mother’s heart can somehow stretch that love to all of her babies. I’m not so worried about that this time, because I’ve seen what a sweet young man Benjamin has turned into, and I think he will be a great help with this new babe. Ethan is the typical 2 year old and is crazy upon crazy, so we will see.
This pregnancy has been the hardest for me, physically speaking. I’m the biggest that I’ve ever been, so I’m pretty motivated to lose this weight after he’s here. I’ve got really bad pelvic girdle pain which is sometimes unbearable. The allergies are killing me this season! I’m praying it’s just pregnancy related stuff and that it goes away after I have the baby.
Nathan is working part time at a wood shop, and I’m officially on leave from work, so we will be depending on some of the money that my Dad left me when he passed. In a way it’s a sweet reminder that even though he’s not physically here, he is taking care of us. It’s been hard around here with no family available to help. Nathan and I really want to build a great family base for our children so that we are available and that they WANT to be around us when they’re older. It’d be such a wonderful dream to have family get togethers and holidays surrounded by my boys and their significant others and then eventually, our grandchildren.
Anyway, just some thoughts this morning.
This sweet babe just seems to be super content in my uterus, so if he doesn’t come on his own, his induction date is 5/14. I’m praying for a natural labor because I haven’t had the experience yet, and I feel like this will be my last pregnancy. It’s just been too hard this time to think about another, even though I would take all the babies.
God has a plan, and we will see what it is!
This pregnancy has been the hardest for me, physically speaking. I’m the biggest that I’ve ever been, so I’m pretty motivated to lose this weight after he’s here. I’ve got really bad pelvic girdle pain which is sometimes unbearable. The allergies are killing me this season! I’m praying it’s just pregnancy related stuff and that it goes away after I have the baby.
Nathan is working part time at a wood shop, and I’m officially on leave from work, so we will be depending on some of the money that my Dad left me when he passed. In a way it’s a sweet reminder that even though he’s not physically here, he is taking care of us. It’s been hard around here with no family available to help. Nathan and I really want to build a great family base for our children so that we are available and that they WANT to be around us when they’re older. It’d be such a wonderful dream to have family get togethers and holidays surrounded by my boys and their significant others and then eventually, our grandchildren.
Anyway, just some thoughts this morning.
This sweet babe just seems to be super content in my uterus, so if he doesn’t come on his own, his induction date is 5/14. I’m praying for a natural labor because I haven’t had the experience yet, and I feel like this will be my last pregnancy. It’s just been too hard this time to think about another, even though I would take all the babies.
God has a plan, and we will see what it is!
3.11.2019
30 Weeks with Baby #3!
30 Weeks with Baby #3?!
How far along? 30 weeks
How big is baby? The size of a winter squash!
Heartrate: 150
Total weight gain/loss: who knows. I’m so swollen! Like 30lbs?
Maternity clothes? Yep.
Sleep: I sleep in nap cycles this go around.
Best moment this week: Feeling those rolls and kicks.
Movement: yes!
Food cravings: everything :(
Food aversions: nothing really.
Gender: Boy #3!
Labor Signs? I don’t think so!
Pregnancy symptoms? Swelling, rib pain, congestion, constant heartburn, leaky boobs started last night.
Belly Button in or out? In.
What I miss: Feeling like my own person ;) being able to get sleep!
What I am looking forward to: Getting to see baby!
Upcoming appointments/events: next Wednesday!
Weekly Wisdom: get real maternity clothes so you can feel like a human and get some breast pads BEFORE you start leaking 🤦🏼♀️
Milestones: third trimester! I’m counting down the weeks until I get to meet my little man!
Bump Picture: nope.
How big is baby? The size of a winter squash!
Heartrate: 150
Total weight gain/loss: who knows. I’m so swollen! Like 30lbs?
Maternity clothes? Yep.
Sleep: I sleep in nap cycles this go around.
Best moment this week: Feeling those rolls and kicks.
Movement: yes!
Food cravings: everything :(
Food aversions: nothing really.
Gender: Boy #3!
Labor Signs? I don’t think so!
Pregnancy symptoms? Swelling, rib pain, congestion, constant heartburn, leaky boobs started last night.
Belly Button in or out? In.
What I miss: Feeling like my own person ;) being able to get sleep!
What I am looking forward to: Getting to see baby!
Upcoming appointments/events: next Wednesday!
Weekly Wisdom: get real maternity clothes so you can feel like a human and get some breast pads BEFORE you start leaking 🤦🏼♀️
Milestones: third trimester! I’m counting down the weeks until I get to meet my little man!
Bump Picture: nope.
2.17.2019
27 Weeks with Baby #3!
27 Weeks with Baby #3?!
How far along? 27 weeks
How big is baby? The size of a head of cabbage!
Heartrate: ?
Total weight gain/loss: who knows. I’m so swollen!
Maternity clothes? Yep.
Sleep: I sleep in nap cycles this go around.
Best moment this week: Feeling those rolls and kicks.
Movement: yes!
Food cravings: fruit!
Food aversions: nothing really.
Gender: Boy #3!
Labor Signs? I don’t think so!
Pregnancy symptoms? Swelling, rib pain, congestion.
Belly Button in or out? In.
What I miss: Feeling like my own person ;) being able to get sleep!
What I am looking forward to: Getting to see baby!
Upcoming appointments/events: Glucose test Thursday :(
Weekly Wisdom: get real maternity clothes so you can feel like a human!
Milestones: End of the second trimester! He’s tasting and hiccuping! My uterus is the size of a basketball 😳
Bump Picture: nope.
How big is baby? The size of a head of cabbage!
Heartrate: ?
Total weight gain/loss: who knows. I’m so swollen!
Maternity clothes? Yep.
Sleep: I sleep in nap cycles this go around.
Best moment this week: Feeling those rolls and kicks.
Movement: yes!
Food cravings: fruit!
Food aversions: nothing really.
Gender: Boy #3!
Labor Signs? I don’t think so!
Pregnancy symptoms? Swelling, rib pain, congestion.
Belly Button in or out? In.
What I miss: Feeling like my own person ;) being able to get sleep!
What I am looking forward to: Getting to see baby!
Upcoming appointments/events: Glucose test Thursday :(
Weekly Wisdom: get real maternity clothes so you can feel like a human!
Milestones: End of the second trimester! He’s tasting and hiccuping! My uterus is the size of a basketball 😳
Bump Picture: nope.
1.15.2019
10 Weeks with baby 3?!
10 Weeks with Baby #3?!
How far along? I0 weeks
How big is baby? The size of a strawberry!
Heartrate: 168
Total weight gain/loss: I actually lost 4 lbs from my pre-pregnancy appointment.
Maternity clothes? Not yet!
Sleep: I sleep in nap cycles this go around. ;(
Best moment this week: Trying to figure out what can help with the morning sickness! I'm so nauseated this time around— still.
Movement: not yet!
Food cravings: fruit!
Food Aversions: Everything depending on the time of day... even water!
Gender: No idea, but I’m not so secretly hoping pink ❤️
Labor Signs?
Pregnancy Symptoms? Some bloating and sinus stuff, super watery mouth and nausea.
Belly Button in or out? In.
What I miss: Not feeling like I have to puke every moment of the day, sleep, and clothes that fit!
What I am looking forward to: Getting to see baby!
Upcoming appointments/events: Check up in 4 weeks!
Weekly Wisdom: Stock up on meds you are allowed to take during pregnancy. You never know when you might need it. (this is still true, so I'm going to leave it!) I will add that ginger ale, Preggie Pops, crackers, small meals, and no movement while you feel sick is probably the best you can do!
Milestones: Fingers and toes aren’t webbed anymore! And little one was waving at us :)
Bump Picture: nope...
How big is baby? The size of a strawberry!
Heartrate: 168
Total weight gain/loss: I actually lost 4 lbs from my pre-pregnancy appointment.
Maternity clothes? Not yet!
Sleep: I sleep in nap cycles this go around. ;(
Best moment this week: Trying to figure out what can help with the morning sickness! I'm so nauseated this time around— still.
Movement: not yet!
Food cravings: fruit!
Food Aversions: Everything depending on the time of day... even water!
Gender: No idea, but I’m not so secretly hoping pink ❤️
Labor Signs?
Pregnancy Symptoms? Some bloating and sinus stuff, super watery mouth and nausea.
Belly Button in or out? In.
What I miss: Not feeling like I have to puke every moment of the day, sleep, and clothes that fit!
What I am looking forward to: Getting to see baby!
Upcoming appointments/events: Check up in 4 weeks!
Weekly Wisdom: Stock up on meds you are allowed to take during pregnancy. You never know when you might need it. (this is still true, so I'm going to leave it!) I will add that ginger ale, Preggie Pops, crackers, small meals, and no movement while you feel sick is probably the best you can do!
Milestones: Fingers and toes aren’t webbed anymore! And little one was waving at us :)
Bump Picture: nope...
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