Fatigue…

I'm told that fatigue is not unusual, especially during the first and third trimesters, but this is just ridiculous. Usually, I stay up with Chris until about midnight, or sometimes later, watching Swamp People or Ax Men on youtube, then wake up at 8 (or earlier) with Felicity and not have a problem.

But lately, I haven't even been able to make it past 9 o'clock without yawning every couple minutes, not to mention the naps.

I usually can't sleep during the day but yesterday, I fell asleep to Despicable Me. I don't remember anything past the line "Justin, you get back here!" I feel really bad that I fell asleep on baby duty, even though when I did fall asleep, she was cuddled up next to me. Thankfully it was only about 5 and Chris comes home at 5:30, so she didn't have a chance to get into TOO much trouble, but I guess Chris came up to the bedroom, saw me sleeping, turned off the computer, changed into un-work clothes, and even kissed me on the forehead. I didn't wake up until 6:30, and went right back to bed at 10. Usually, I'm a very light sleeper. My cat meowing downstairs will wake me up. So to have him kiss me and make noise in the room is very weird for me. But hey, I am making a baby in my belly, which I guess is much more exhausting the second time around! Hah!

Oh, on a side note, my guest blog post for IntelliGender went up today here. I hope that you read it, and if you are one of those women who have gone through even a single miscarriage, that you take away at least a little bit of hope from it. I didn't write it to garner sympathy and pity from the online community, I didn't write it to play the woe-is-me card, I wrote it in the hopes that other women going through this tragedy, or even those that haven't gone through it, will know that there is life after miscarriage, and it's not impossible to have more children afterwards. This pregnancy is a testimony to that. At 5 weeks and 2 days, I couldn't be happier (despite being so tired). Sleeping as much as I need do, light walking exercise, taking my prenatal's and eating properly… That's all anyone can really do, and I hope desperately that this is the one to stick and make it through the whole 9 months.

If you are pregnant, rub that belly for me. If you have children, hug and kiss them!

Wii Tea and Doc Appointment

Today I had my first check up with my gynocologist, because I was worried about a couple of things.

First off, I've always had vivid dreams, and they can get a little scary. The night before last, I had a dream where I had a positive at home test, but when I got to the doctors office, I was told that I was NOT pregnant.

Now, for someone who has been trying to get pregnant for a while, that is pretty scary, and when it's twenty-four hours before your first doctors appointment, it's stress inducing. But thankfully, that didn't happen.

I gave them my sample, and I was told that it was a bright positive result. That made me feel a whole lot better, especially when the other concerns I had are considered normal for the general population, even though I had never before experienced these in my previous pregnancy with Felicity. So February 28th is my confirmed due date, so in another week or two, I will be heading off island for my first ultrasound of my little dot!

As for my first little dot, she declined her nap at noon, and is now passed out on Gemma's arm, her binkie hanging halfway out of her mouth, her mop of curls in her face, and her beloved bunny tucked securely under one arm. Oh how I love my little babies!!

Yes! I'm positive!

I created this blog to daily document the happenings in my belly. This is my second pregnancy, and after five previous miscarriages, my husband Chris and I are very excited to have this positive test.

We have a two and a half year old daughter Felicity, who was actually supposed to be a twin. We were very blessed to have her, and while I won't be going into my whole backstory in this first post, I just thought I would share a few thoughts before my darling daughter gets her fruit sugar high again. :)

Today, Tuesday the 28th, marks my sixth week, according to my LMP, and I couldn't be more excited (or sick). I have six more weeks until the risk of miscarriage goes down, and then I think I will have a party! I have my first prenatal appointment on Wednesday morning, and while this isn't with my ob doc, she's just as good and it means I don't have to make a trip off the island just quite yet.

So far, the things I've noticed about this pregnancy and my previous one with Felicity, is that I have been having much more sickness now. With Felicity, it was usually in the mornings, or if I didn't eat for a couple of hours, but it'd be fine one I ate something. There were a couple of times when the thought of food would make me sick, but that was later on. This time around, I was feeling sick and pregnant before we even got a positive test. I'm talking like a week after I ovulated. The thought of eating anything makes my stomach churn, but once I start eating, it's usually not so bad. I have a feeling that I will be living off of saltine crackers again!