pregnancy #2

I was blessed with a relatively easy pregnancy with Brighton. No significant morning sickness, no complications after that first 5 week scare, no major weight gain, no real restrictions to my daily life.

I thought being pregnant was a cinch. And wasn’t quite prepared for what this first trimester would offer with minismith #2.

Yesterday morning, I opened the fridge to pull out the eggs and bread to make some breakfast. The first wave of nausea hit…and hasn’t left since. Forget morning sickness, this is all-day sickness. Suddenly my daily routine of breakfast, mid-morning snack, lunch, afternoon snack, dinner was widdled down to a bowl of mac and cheese, that I could only briefly keep down. The rest of the day was filled with crackers and ginger brew (my stomach’s new best friend).

Yuck. I always hated being queasy as a kid. I used to think I’d rather have a broken bone than feel sick to my stomach. As I sit here, desparately trying to down some Odwalla SuperFood to try and give this baby some kind of nutrients for the day, I still think I’d take up that offer.

I feel like I have the flu. I slept for a total of three hours today at different points, and still I’m ready to crawl into bed at 8:30pm. I try my hardest to play with Brighton and keep him entertained, but for a large chunk of today, I just surrounded him with toys and laid on the couch making sure he didn’t chew through an electric cord or something. I heard it was a little tougher to be pregnant when you’re already handling one, but wow, I didn’t know I’d be this wiped and dead-to-the-world already.

Next Thursday, B and I fly down to Charlotte to meet my folks and hang out with them for a week while Matthew’s in London with WHM. Then we’ll meet him and the rest of my siblings in the Outer Banks for the infamous Hall Beach Week. I’m more than ready for some extra hands & energy to entertain Brighton and keep him happy. And maybe a few extra naps during the day for myself :0)