This first trimester was a little bit rockier than the first trimester with Lydia. The waves of undealable nausea would come over me every evening for several hours. I lost 7 pounds without even trying. The exhaustion has also been overwhelming. Luckily, I have not tossed my cookies but there have been a few close ones. Of course teaching all day then coming home to an active and excited toddler is wonderful but by the end of the night I would fall into bed as if I had been dragging an elephant across town for fun just from the Skyway to the Howard Franklin just to see an elephant dragged. Sigh. Some days I have even gone to sleep at 8PM with the amazing support of my husband. But all in all, I can not complain.
There is a very calming sense about the second pregnancy. There aren't as many wonderings or worries. I remember constantly wanting to know if things were okay in there before and this time I just know that things are okay in there. I also feel a lot more movement than I did last time. I think it's a matter of recognizing certain feelings. We have now seen G2 twice on ultrasound and he/she is definitely a wiggling little bugger. Our last ultrasound as the tech was trying to achieve the perfect angle for a specific test, G2 was trying to wave them away until he/she just flipped upside down as if saying, I'm done. The magic of seeing your baby never quite subsides.
We are trying to remind Lydia and there is a baby in mommy's tummy especially since she likes to bounce on mommy. She kisses the tummy and pats it softly. It's very cute. Of course, minutes later she tries bouncing again. We say baby and point and so does she, but considering she calls her dolls babies I wonder if she may still be a little curious on why the term is the same. My tummy doesn't take a bottle or go night night, so it must be.
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