Somehow, I’ve managed to make it almost halfway through this pregnancy. I’m about 19 weeks now (don’t even get me started on the “dating this pregnancy” shenanigans.) So far, it’s been…harder than the others. With both Kalena and Will, I woke up at 14 weeks and thought, “Oh good, my energy is back!” This round, I’m still waiting for that. I’m exhausted a lot of the time but, ironically, I’m also dealing with insomnia.
I had morning sickness much worse this time. No vomiting (I’m not a puker) but for a while there all I could do was lay on the couch wanting to die while the kids destroyed the house around me. I ended up taking Unisom daily to keep that under control. That kept me from wanting to die, but did make me super-extra-crazy tired all the time. (Seriously, I have NO IDEA how people take this on any sort of regular basis.) Also, I have the world’s greatest husband. He took over ALL the dish washing and most of the grocery shopping for the first trimester because I couldn’t stand to do it. (And remember, NO DISHWASHER.)
I feel like I’m huge, but looking at my 18 week picture with Will, I think maybe I’m about the same size. I did show sooner though. I really stopped being able to hide it at like 13 weeks. On an upside, I have, in the last few days, started to feel the baby moving every day which I love. Also, with this one I’ve already started having braxton hicks contractions (not regularly) which is really throwing me off since I didn’t have them with Kalena or Will until VERY late in the pregnancy.
Here’s what I looked like at 18 weeks (last Friday) because I haven’t taken this week’s picture yet.
On a completely unrelated non-pregnancy note, I decided to join Twitter. Because apparently I don’t spend enough time online as it is. I’m @vandeblogger if you’re over there too.