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Baby/Alien #2

Irony keeps life interesting. Isn't it ironic that when I wrote this, I was mere weeks away from accidentally conceiving #2?

Just when we had settled into a nice routine.

Just when the weather was nice enough for walks and park dates and picnics.

Just when I had the energy to keep up with my always-energetic baby, I was hit with exhaustion, and I did not know why. Usually I like to get things done around the house when Isla sleeps, but when she napped, I napped. When E came home from work, I napped. I napped before church and after church. I slept almost all day long. What was WRONG with me?

I had already taken a pregnancy test, of course. I was so afraid of getting pregnant too soon that I stocked up on tests back in January. Every time I was even a day late, I took a test. My body was still regulating itself from my last pregnancy. Negative every time, to the relief of my paranoid self.

Saturday, May 12, 2012: I woke up wide awake at 7:30 a.m. I was a day late. This was it. I knew something wasn't right. I jumped out of bed and went to take another pregnancy test. But I still didn't think I was pregnant. I didn't have any extreme headaches like last time, so how could I be??

Less than 30 seconds into the test, two dark lines appeared. I. was. shocked. So many thoughts rushed through my head:

1. I'm pregnant!! I'm pregnant!! We're going to have another baby!! I'm so excited!!

2. NOOO!! I JUST FIT INTO MY {extra-skinny} SKINNY JEANS FOR THE FIRST TIME IN TWO YEARS!! (Be so sad for me. /sarcasm)

3. Wait, wasn't it supped to take me a long time to get pregnant like last time??? How can anyone have an accident baby??

4. *Silently counted from Isla's one year birthday to my potential due date*... NO!! Isla will only be 18 months!! This baby is coming a year too early!! TWO UNDER TWO. I'M HAVING TWO UNDER TWO. I'M A CRAZY PERSON!!!! (Oh, that whole meltdown in my head is a complete other post to come soon.)

5. I'm pregnant!! I'm pregnant!! We're going to have another baby!! I'm so excited!!

And with this thought and I ran and woke Eric up and told him the news. He was shocked, happy, surprised, ecstatic. We sat in bed talking for about five minutes before I burst into tears.

I had this rush of emotions where I felt SO guilty for being pregnant. I was still recovering in physical therapy from my last pregnancy. I really wanted more one-on-one time with Isla and there was now a strict deadline on that special time. I didn't want Isla to have to deal with me pregnant, but too late. I was already an exhausted, nauseated mess.

I've neglected this blog and my cleaning duties at home as I've battled with the worst morning and night sickness I've ever had. It hit full force around five weeks and I THINK hit its peak at week nine, when I couldn't keep anything down. I hope I'm on the downward spiral, because while I'm still constantly nauseated, I can keep bland food and water down for the most part. The thought of taking Zofran makes me gag, so that's not an option. It only worked for a few weeks last pregnancy anyway.

I've been anti-social on this blog AND facebook AND pinning maternity clothes like crazy and I thought for sure someone would call me out on it. Anti-social Tracie = Pregnant Tracie. I even toyed with the idea of waiting to announce it 'til we found out the gender in August, but I took the plunge yesterday, and here we are (Oh, remember when I was going to do this? I'm so funny and ambitious when I'm not pregnant):

The Belly Diaries: Week 10 

How far along: 10 weeks, 3 days
Total weight gain/loss: Down 5 lbs (Is this annoying to report on? I can't decide...)
Exercise Habits: Ha! Non-existent right now. Just walking up my stairs makes me dizzy. Not being able to keep down much water= dizzy & dehydrated. Please let this pass soon so I can get back to swimming & yoga & cycling class.
Sleeping?: LOVE SLEEP. But can't shut my brain off til about 1 a.m.
Best Moment This Week: Seeing my baby girl turn one and realize I get to do this again with a new baby.
Isla's Reactions: I pat my belly and tell her there's a baby in there. She just laughs and tries to pummel my stomach with her tiny hands. Not sure if good sign or bad sign.
Have you told family & Friends?: Family has known since the week I found out, I've told friends slowly, and just officially announced it yesterday (FB Official= it's really happening, I guess?)
Miss anything?: SUSHI!!! Sushi sushi sushi sushi. And I miss exercising, sometimes.
Movement: Nothing, unless you count my nightly stomach-emptying sessions. Good ab work out! Wait, does that count as my exercise for the day??
Food Cravings: Cheese & grapes & apricots & fudgesicles & tuna sandwiches on white bread
Food Aversions: Chocolate donuts. Quelle horreur!!! Who AM I?? Also, bananas and the smell of mayo. GAG. I can hardly even type it.
Showing yet?: I can't tell if it's a baby belly or bloating, so yes/no?
Gender Prediction: We both think it's a girl. Everyone we know thinks it's a boy.
Labor signs: NO

Moods: Always on the verge of crying over sappy things I see on TV/internet. High anxiety levels. Low energy.
Looking Forward To: Second trimester energy spurt!!!

*All photos copyright Tracie Snowder*

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