19 Weeks

Wow, 19 weeks has flown by.  I think the second pregnancy goes by so much faster because I am busy with a toddler!  Not that I mind it flying by, it just means that I'm not enjoying it/focusing on it as much.  I can already see that baby #2 can't possibly receive the same amount of attention as baby #1.  (That may be a "duh!" moment for you, but it came as a shocking realization to me --- and the baby isn't even here yet!)

I'm already as big as a house.  As a matter of fact, I am as "pregnant looking" as I was with Abigail at 22/24 weeks!  Yuck!  Granted, I hear that with second babies your body has muscle memory and just "pops" out much quicker, it still makes me worry about how big I will look at 40 weeks!  I'm just hoping it means that this baby is bigger.  Heh.  We'll see how much weight I've gained when I go to the doctor tomorrow.

I still have some food aversions and still gag/dry heave/get sick at certain times, but, thankfully, that has slowed down quite a bit.  Now it's just about once a week instead of multiple times a day.  I am embarrassed to say that every one of my ELA coworkers has had to "enjoy" the sounds/sights of my sickness at school MORE THAN ONCE.  Ugh, that was awful!Now, the morning sickness seems to be overtaken by heartburn/indigestion.    I heart the person who created Tums.  I carry around a case of it with me at all times! 

Other than heartburn and headaches, I am finally starting to feel better!  (I know, Mom, that you were waiting for me to get done complaining and start writing about the good parts of being pregnant!)  As much as I want to complain about how icky I feel, I can't help but think it's worth it!  I'm starting to feel the baby move more, starting to be awake more (I can stay up until 10pm now!) and starting to feel more like myself again. 

People tell me I am "glowing" and Robby says he loves me when I am pregnant because I am so happy.  (I'm also very moody, and can cry on demand, but I love that he looks over those things and focuses on the happy part!) 

I distinctly remember saying that my favorite part of being pregnant is that it highlights the strengths of my marriage, and this time is no different.  Robby is the best husband and father to our child(ren) and I am so lucky to have him in my life.  He takes care of me, Abby, Chance, the house, everything when I can't or don't feel good, but knows when it's gone too far and still makes me do stuff on my own.  I love that about him!  I get treated like a queen, but he puts limits on the spoiling!  He is a perfect match for me!