I've had that Bon Jovi song stuck in my head for days, and I have no idea where it came from. Does that ever happen to you? I always wonder, did I hear it in the grocery store or while shopping and just don't remember? Or was it a dream that's stuck with me?
Either way, I need a new song.
And I know that I'm not halfway there, but it's good for my overall mental outlook to think that I am.
Although I did announce to John the other night that YAY! I am halfway through.
Then I remembered it's forty weeks, not thirty.
Is this pregnancy going S-L-O-W-L-Y for anyone else? Just me. Hmmmm.
I'm fifteen weeks. And I thought I'd better do some documenting, considering at this point in my previous pregnancies I had journals and scrapbooks and hundreds of pictures of my growing belly. Or at least a dozen.
At fifteen weeks, I'm very tired by the end of the day, but I am no longer napping. This tells me that I do have more energy than in the first trimester, but when you have two kids, you're just gonna be tired. Period. So I'm getting used to it, and trying to go to bed pretty early so I can feel well rested and teacher-like the next day. I'm saving up my sick days.
My nausea is still hanging in there, but is definitely less than it was. This morning I threw up all morning, then was fine and hungry by lunchtime. That seems to be the way this goes - I get sick in the morning, then I'm fine the rest of the day.
(For the record, I never even felt a twinge of nausea, let alone threw up, with my other two pregnancies.)
I keep saying semester instead of trimester. It makes me sound like a moron. Which is probably why strangers keep asking me if this is my first.
I do always like the shocked and surprised expressions when I say "It's my third." I like to think that must be because I look way too young to have almost three children.
I think I've been in denial, thinking that I still don't look pregnant. But just this past week, two people asked me when I was due, so I'm thinking I'm lying to myself. I am mostly wearing maternity clothes all the time, but every so often I can get away with a non maternity shirt. But that's when I'm staying home all day.
Ansley and Christian are very excited, and ask lots of questions. Christian's questions are easier to answer than Ansley's. Christian's: Yes, the baby will come in February, Mama will be at the hospital, Mimi will come to stay with you while we are gone. Ansley's: Where will the baby come out? Well that's an interesting question. How did the baby get there? Wow, you sure are thinking!
But it's a LOT of fun, and I am finding that it is quite enjoyable to have children a little bit older who understand everything. Ansley was just three when Christian was born, and my, my how she changes in four years!
My official due date is February 16.
I get lots of headaches, and have learned that Tylenol really does nothing for anything. Is that a double positive? Anyway, my headaches crave Excedrin, but they can't have it. It's tough for everyone involved.
My belly itches like a racehorse. I'm mixing metaphors, but that's what pregnant brain does. I can't really think of something that itches really bad. Itches like chicken pox doesn't have a nice ring to it.
We are starting to clear out the closets in the baby's room, but nothing major just yet. We have big plans, though.
Ansley took some photos today.
I guess she thought my face was irrelevant. Which, I can see her point.
I feel like I looked like this at about 25 weeks with Ansley, but honestly I can't remember, so I could be making that up. And I don't suppose it really matters. The point is, there is a baby in there.
The Boy coming over for some lovin'.
He likes to tell me that no matter how big he gets, he'll always want to snuggle. And I just want to document that for the record, so I can show him when he's sixteen. And make him deliver.
That's the update from here. Of course, we love this baby and are very excited about the pregnancy and arrival. But it is very different when you have two children - it's so busy and there's so much to do, and sometimes I could easily forget I was pregnant, if it wasn't for the belly. And the throwing up. And the headaches.
We are very thankful for our expanding family of soon-to-be-five!