Better late than never!

I haven't updated on the whole pregnancy thing in a while for two reasons:

1.) Morning sickness and fatigue

2.) Grant's life has been keeping me busier than I could have ever imagined a 7 year old life could be.

I'm officially in the second trimester!!

The miscarriage rate has dropped tremendously. Not that I was ever really at risk for miscarriage, but after announcing I was pregnant I seem to have been told of more sudden miscarriage stories from friends than positive outcome stories. Scary. I'm not going to lie, with each miscarriage story my symptom spotting became worse and worse. I would type in each symptom on google and discover that the baby and I were dying from some tragic diagnosis of which I've never heard of prior to being pregnant.

Don't use google while you are pregnant.

Anywho, first and foremost... Morning sickness. Really? Why is this even necessary?? I've googled the reasons and the possible reasons and no one can come up with a logical explanation of why this happens. I think there were whole days were I did not eat a thing and what did that cute husband of mine do? He just kept eating and dragging me to every steak house we passed by. I think the daddy should have to suffer in some sort of way. I'm not complaining about being pregnant. Really. I'm not. I have never been so excited about something in my whole life, but I just feel like Jay should have to suffer.

If he continues to force me to eat places I do not want to eat I will be the one to make him suffer.

I tried ginger ale, sprite, saltines, Townhouse crackers, Zofran, Reglan, and Cheetos.

The Cheetos were Grant's suggestion...

The only thing that kept me alive during the first trimester was:

and

My Dr. thought that was weird. 

I did too, but hey it was the only thing I could keep down.

Not only did I have strong aversions to foods that I normally would LOVE to eat,

I also would get extremely nauseated around certain things.

Such as:

1.) Walmart.

I just recently began grocery shopping again. It took me a good two months to be able to go completely through with it. Call me dramatic, but every time I would think about Walmart I would gag.

Not kidding.

Jay would do the grocery shopping and let me tell you,

the healthy snacks and weird green things he would come home with were NOT cutting it.

I ended up going with him one night.

Biggest. Mistake. Ever.

I gagged through every aisle.

I finally just ran (literally ran) through the aisles grabbing things I thought I may be able to eat and then dashed (literally dashed) to my car before we made it to the meat section.

I couldn't handle meat.

Sick. Gross. Gag.

2.) Jay.

This is a hard one to explain.

He made me nauseous.

More so than Walmart or steaks with mushrooms.

Every morning he would try to hug me.

Every morning I would have to dodge it or I would go all morning sick on him.

I don't know what it was about him that made me feel that way.

When I was pregnant with Grant, the smell of his clothes made me nauseated.

This time it was just Jay in general.

I think it's hilarious.

I'm sure he felt neglected at times, but that's better than what could have happen had he come closer than 2 feet from me.

From what I've read/heard/researched it should have slacked off mostly by the 13th week, but I still get nauseated in the afternoons.

It's definitely manageable at this point. I guess that means everything is cooking right along.

Secondly.....

My sister had her baby!

Alizah Rose.

Precious, chubby cheeked little girl.

From the moment I saw her, I was in complete love.
Cutest.thing.ever.

 

Anyway, here is an update on the pregnancy thus far!

Total weight gained: 2 lbs

Maternity clothes: Not yet...I've started shopping for them.

So they are in my closet for when I need them.

Stretch Marks: None yet!! I have a few from Grant, but I have been trying the cocoa butter and Amilactin Therapy cream this time around. My sister used the cocoa butter throughout her pregnancy and did not get ONE stretch mark.

Fingers crossed!

Sleep: Pretty good. I never realized how annoying Restless Leg Syndrome really could be until recently. My poor patients. I have so many that have chronic RLS.

Ugh. Turrible. Just tuurrrible.

Miss Anything: Not really. I do miss something I've never actually had before. I have never had a Bloody Mary, but for whatever reason I am dying to have one.

Of course I would never while I'm growing this precious boy, but that doesn't take the craving away.

Ahh! I want it!

Cravings: Milk. Milk. Milk. When I say we have gone through a gallon a day. I am not kidding. I just recently switched to almond milk though.

I figured that would be less fat and calories.

Symptoms: Things are progressing as expected! I'll spare all the details.

Belly button: In

 

Mood: Great! I'm so excited about baby Knox. I cannot put it into words. I have waited for this sweet child for two years. Thankful is my mood. I'll get into the whole gender part of it shortly.

Looking forward to: The next ultrasound! It's the anatomy ultrasound. I cannot wait to see that little man again. Jay and Grant will be going too so I'm pretty excited about spending the day with them.

Exercise: The elliptical. My Dr. said there are too many benefits to name on exercising while pregnant. SO I shall continue on my elliptical until my stomach hits the handlebars.

Now on to the big news!

We're officially expecting another precious boy!!

(Picture from 14 weeks)

I'm excited. Really. I am.

I'm not going to lie though.

I was 75% hoping it would be a girl.

For a few reasons...

This will probably be our last so I was hoping for a chance to have a sidekick on shopping trips.

I suppose that's why I have my little niece now. I can bring her along for those trips. 

Also, I was so ready for dance recitals and pink things.

 

But as the days have passed and the more I have thought about it I am so excited to do the whole super hero phase again.

 I can't wait to watch Tball games and I can't wait to see the three of them wrestling on the trampoline.

On the other hand, that's three against one.

 Jay and Grant gang up on me as it is. Let me accidentally turn on a "girly" song in the car...They both start grunting and complaining. It's like they are trying to prove their manhood or something.

They're both weird.

Jay is beyond thrilled. He is walking around the house with his chest puffed out. I think he feels more manly now that he has two boys.

 

It really hit me when I was driving home last night, I had Grant and his buddy in my backseat after a baseball game. We were listening to "We are the Champions" celebrating our latest win.

We listen to "We Will Rock You" with the sunroof open and the windows down on the way to the games just to set the mood and to get them ready, but on the way home we always listen to "We are the Champions." 

That is, if we win.

We lost our last baseball tournament.

Proof:

This picture was when we made it home. Of course, I had to snap a picture of them both crying. It was too cute not to have a memory of.

I'm getting off subject.

What I was trying to say is that I am so excited to listen to "We Will Rock You" on the way to Knox's games. I cannot wait to argue with a little four year old about when it is appropriate to wear the Batman cape and when it is not. 

I'm so excited about having that "rivalry" against me and my boys on whether or not girls are better than boys.

 I enjoy every minute of every day with the two I have now. I cannot imagine us being any happier than we are right now.

 Of course, we have our ups and downs just like normal families, but when I look at all I have I am beyond thankful. What more could I ask for? I have the perfect little house for two boys. There is plenty of room for them to run and never have to worry about being bothered.

I have a job working with some of the sweetest people ever....sometimes. I have a husband that is not too bad on the eyes and can charm me into anything with his wittiness and smile. I have a son that looks identical to his daddy. He adores me and treats me just as his daddy does.

 I have another son on the way who I'm sure will start out as a mama's boy, but quickly follow in his brother's foot steps and become a daddy's boy.

I could not ask for anything more than what I have. I am forever thankful. I haven't always done things right. I have no idea why I ended up with this life, but I am thankful every single day that I did.

Also! I always love hearing your thoughts and advice esp from all the mamas out there!

I haven't done this newborn thing in almost a decade!

Thanks for reading my blog and letting me ramble on and on and on and use bad punctuation and abuse commas.