16 weeks down… 24ish more to go!

4ish more weeks until we get to find out if this little one is a boy or a girl!

I started feeling baby move this week, and I’ve just gotta say it… there is nothing in the world like the little nudges of a life growing inside of you!

I look forward to this part of pregnancy so much!

As much as I love my kids and my babies, I really do not enjoy pregnancy. (And yes, I know it’s taboo to say that. Everyone is supposed to blissfully love pregnancy. Don’t shoot me!)

Of course I enjoy parts of pregnancy… and I can honestly say I enjoy labor & delivery! (I know, I’m crazy!)

But, I don’t love the 9+ months of horrible hip pain, sleepless nights, nausea, smell sensitivities & food aversions… to name a few.

This, though… these sweet baby nudges, this little avocado… makes it all worth it all!

And I would (and I probably will) do it all over again someday.

12 weeks down… 28ish more to go! [baby #3!]

I cannot believe that we are almost to the second trimester of this pregnancy!

I have seen this idea for pregnancy pictures in quite a few places on the web lately, and I just thought it looked like such a fun idea. I am hoping to make a cute little book of these for baby when I’m done!

(click on the picture to see it bigger, if the text is too small for you!)

This pregnancy has been so different from the others. In fact, they have all been so different from each other!

With Bjørn (baby #1), I was so sick for the first half-ish of the pregnancy. I couldn’t even keep down water most days!

With Haakon (baby #2), I was not sick even one day! I didn’t know I was pregnant until 10 weeks, because it was unexpected and there were no symptoms!

With this baby (baby #3), I have been sick and miserable for weeks, but no throwing up. Just nauseous and tired with absolutely no appetite. So, I guess just about half-way in between the other two pregnancies.

The biggest difference Hubs and I have both noticed with this pregnancy is that my brain is completely fried. And I do mean completely.

I can hardly remember my own name half the time, let alone my grocery list or what my husband just said on the phone.

And baking & cooking? My goodness. Everything has gotten 10 times harder than it used to be. I don’t know how I even do it half the time!

Needless to say, I’m hoping this problem improves as the pregnancy progresses… I don’t know where we’ll end up if it gets worse! :o)

I will leave you now with a little glimpse of baby.

Oh and a fun comparison picture!

Here is the bump at 12 weeks in 3 different pregnancies. Crazy!

Thanks for putting up with my pregnancy-ramblings! I’m sure this won’t be the end of them!!

really?!?

I’m craving DONUTS?? Really?!? Good grief. Oh, and not just any donuts… these donuts:

Yep, jelly-filled donuts. Doesn’t matter where they’re from, as long as they’re fresh and full of yummy red jelly!

The thing is: I don’t really even care for donuts! Sure, I’ll eat ‘em. And once in a while I’ll actually make an effort to go find one or to enjoy one if someone brings it to me, but right now these donuts are all I can think about!

Actually, they have been all I can think about for a few days now, but like all my cravings I always seem to try to ignore them for several days before I give in. Why? I have no idea!

Well, I wonder how long this will last?? And… I wonder what will be next…

weaning and… stuff.

I never had a plan for when Bjørn would wean. I really just felt that we would keep on enjoying it until I felt the time was right, or until either one of us wasn’t enjoying it anymore. Well, that time has finally come. The time is right and I’m just not enjoying it anymore.

One of the most frustrating symptoms of this pregnancy so far is an extreme case of claustrophobia (and yes, I know that’s not the right word for what I’m about to describe, but it’s the best I can do). I can’t stand to be touched. Pretty much at all. Some days are worse than others, and on those worst days I want to cringe, and run away and hide every time someone comes near me.

Unfortunately, the two people whom I love the most, and who come to me for hugs the most, are my husband and my sweet baby. And oh how I love those hugs… normally. Hugs are one of my favorite things in the world, and it’s killing me that they have become so… uncomfortable these days!

Of course I continue to hug and receive hugs as much as possible, fighting through the discomfort, as I don’t think anyone else should have to suffer because of my weirdness! But nursing is a whole different story. Nursing my sweet boy is a not a quick hug and then freedom, it is sitting and being touched and holding and being hit and poked (he is a boy!)… it is just too much for me to handle!

I didn’t want to end our nursing relationship on a bad note, so the process will be a slow one and so far has been relatively painlessly for us. The first thing to go (cold turkey!) was any daytime feedings at all. No exceptions. My boobs (sorry guys!) are completely off limits during daylight hours.

Nighttime has stayed pretty much the same so far… one nursing before bed. One in the middle of the night if he wakes, and first thing in the morning (to buy us a few more minutes of quiet in our day…). We will work on cutting out the nighttime feedings once we are completely adjusted to the daytimes.

I have loved nursing my son so much. It really has been one of my favorite parts of being a mom. I am sad to see it go, but at the same time I am so excited for this new phase in our lives. My little boy is not a baby anymore. He is growing up, and I love seeing the person that he is becoming! This really has been the best year of my life so far. I can’t wait to see what’s up ahead!

I’m PREGNANT!!!

Yep! Baby #2 is on the way!!

I had been having a really crummy week this last week, and finally something clicked this morning and I thought I should take a pregnancy test. (Totally expecting it to be a Big Fat Negative, by the way!)

Well, I first took an ovulation test, because I had one handy and I know that if you are pregnant they will always show up as positive. So yeah, that came back positive, and I thought “good! I’m either pregnant or at least ovulating! Either way, it’s a good thing!”

Then I remembered I had a bunch of super-cheap pregnancy tests (little strips - you pee in a cup and dip the strip in and test that way) that I bought online a long time ago… So I took one of those and it also came back positive! (I’m getting really excited now!!)

But, I just didn’t feel confident enough with those tests to start telling people, so on the way to church I ran in to WalMart for a real test (you know, the kind that actually say “pregnant” or “not pregnant” so there’s no confusion!) and took it with me to church this morning, where I quickly ran into the bathroom and took the test! (After drinking an absurd amount of liquids, of course!) :o)

It was positive!! Yep, the official ‘I’m the best because I use words, not just lines!’ test said “PREGNANT”!!!!

Can you tell we’re a little excited about all of this? :o)