You guys. You guuuuuuuuuuuuysssssssssss.
OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG we’re pregnant again omgomgomgomgomg OMG omg OMGOMG. Absolute craziness!!! We are ecstatic and overwhelmed and overjoyed and amazed and nervous and all the feels…all the crazy preggo feels!
BTW, this first trimester has WRECKED ME.
No energy, exhausted all the time, nauseated at everything and anything. I am parched all day despite the gallons of water I try to down (then immediately pee out). I can smell EVERYTHING.
Burnt toast? GAG.
Dirty pull-up? BARF.
Room fresheners? ICK.
My nose is so sensitive, I can’t even stand the smell of myself at times.
I gag throughout the morning, holding my breath when I can, trying to keep my breakfast down. By midday the nausea dissipates but at night, it comes back with a vengeance.
My toddler has been concerned about me.
“How are [you] feeling Mommy? You happy?” He can tell when I’m really out of it. He’s become very empathetic lately. “I’m happy, but I’m tired.”
When I’m hunched over on the couch, weak and out of energy, Ethan knows to give me some space. And Jordan has been great about taking on more parental duties while my spirit seems to be leaving my body.
I’ve become an all-smelling, all-gagging, all-consuming shell of myself.
Powering through as best I can.