I have not wrote since we found out baby #2 is a boy. I love him. But I do have to admit, at the time, I was a little sad. I knew it would pass, but I just needed some alone time to mourn the "mother of the bride" thing and the other mom-daughter things. And then I was on to the Henry thing of having a brother and sharing a room and fighting and bunk beds. I have always wanted my kids to have same-sex siblings, so here it is. He is my hearts desire and I am so very excited.
He likes to move it move it just like his brother.
I will actually be 16 weeks on Monday according to my new due date.
I love my doctor(s).
Today Doctor Mourad, gave me a heart to heart about getting the second trimester prenatal screen that one gets to check for Downs Syndrome, Spina Bifida etc. It was a great conversation and I wanted to roll him in a little ball and stick him in my pocket.
We heard the heartbeat and the doctor said and I quote, "feisty one." Great. Just by the heartbeat. Super.
Says our OBGYN as we are looking at baby #2 dance as the doctor looks for its heart beat. Just like brother. Lots of energy and only 12 weeks. Obviously, I am relieved that this baby is healthy and showing us that he/she is happy, but isn't #2 supposed to be calm if #1 wasn't.
When I was pregnant with henry, people would ask if i was sick i would say, "Not really." and then they would say, "oh, next time you will be really sick" or I was not showing for a long time and they would say, "oh, the next pregnancy you will get bigger faster." i sometimes felt like people secretly wanted my pregnancy to be miserable. it wasnt, I loved it i wanted to have a million kids, so i could be pregnant a million times.
WELL PEOPLE YOU GOT YOUR WISH! i have been trying really hard to wish myself into feeling good these past 7-8 weeks of nausiation (yes, I made up that word) and constipation and hemorrhoids and being sick and back hurting. i know some people have it a lot worse, but for me this has not been a pleasant time. it is all worth it, i know and i would do these weeks over again if i had to, but I sure hope this ends when my first trimester is over...TWO WEEKS TO GO. PLEASE GO QUICKLY!
this is my new motto when it comes to raw meat, well maybe touch it twice. once at the store and once at home. and maybe it is not touch it once, but look at it once.
i feel sick even thinking of it. i do not like to smell it, see it or cook it and i barely like to eat it.
last pregnancy, Ryan worked for YL--he cooked. on mondays, we had a team dinner and someone would cook a delicious meal for the YL team. if Ryan had a game or event at night, he would cook before he went. boohoo. now even if I wanted him to cook, he does not get home until 6:15 and we cannot wait for that. so, alas, i cook and make faces and hold my breath
today i ate raviolis at school from a big can...i never do this. I snuck into the kitchen and almost inhaled the left overs. Dani asked me if i wanted a straw for the sauce, little did she know i actually had that image in my head. weird times
Okay, little unknown secret about me and pregnancy. I LOVE maternity pants. I am sorry to all you out there who despise them, but I embrace them. It is utter FREEDOM to have that elastic waist band giving me room and support. AND above all else, who wants to mess with buckles and buttons when you are going to the bathroom a hundred times a day.
Next question please? Am i currently wearing them? Oh ya. At 7 weeks you say and I say yes, yes, yes. I may not be showing, but my butt is growing. And have I mentioned I love them. I so love them.
I was 1 of 3 Gelbrichs to move from Oregon 2 Arizona 1 summer ago. And now we are back in Oregon plus our new addition. I am the wife and the mom. I love my friends and miss my family. I like to take pictures in order to capture moments I do not want to forget.
I coupon and I am beginning a journey of simple living.