I'm so excited at the idea of growing our family. I'm thrilled to meet this new little person--will they be as cute as Noah? Will Noah love him or want to punch him? What goofy things will she do--will she hum herself to sleep like Noah? Will she like to cuddle too?
The biggest thing I've noticed right off the bat with this pregnancy is what a different state of mind it is. I've got a family and a child to take care of now. They need my immediate love and attention. Now. This pregnancy isn't about luxuriating in the act of being pregnant. There's no wistful daydreams about a future baby and long naps in the afternoon. My priority is my son and taking care of him. Obviously, I'm not ignoring my personal health, but it's very much a second rate citizen at this point.
Ironically, as there's less "me" time there's way more tired time with this pregnancy. I'm not talking tired like you only got 4 hours of sleep last night. I'm talking about FATIGUE. Fatigue where you don't know if you will be able to recover. Fatigue that makes you question your ability to stand up. Fatigue that makes your eyes literally flutter under their weight. It's insurmountable. It's overwhelming. And it's something you can't give into because you've got a ridiculously cute 2 year old who just wants to play with you.
Jeremy was out of town for 3 days and I wondered if I would make it. I also questioned our sanity for wanting to have another child. Thankfully, somewhere in the back of my mind I know this 1st trimester fatigue will pass. But until then...ugh.
The biggest thing I've noticed right off the bat with this pregnancy is what a different state of mind it is. I've got a family and a child to take care of now. They need my immediate love and attention. Now. This pregnancy isn't about luxuriating in the act of being pregnant. There's no wistful daydreams about a future baby and long naps in the afternoon. My priority is my son and taking care of him. Obviously, I'm not ignoring my personal health, but it's very much a second rate citizen at this point.
Ironically, as there's less "me" time there's way more tired time with this pregnancy. I'm not talking tired like you only got 4 hours of sleep last night. I'm talking about FATIGUE. Fatigue where you don't know if you will be able to recover. Fatigue that makes you question your ability to stand up. Fatigue that makes your eyes literally flutter under their weight. It's insurmountable. It's overwhelming. And it's something you can't give into because you've got a ridiculously cute 2 year old who just wants to play with you.
Jeremy was out of town for 3 days and I wondered if I would make it. I also questioned our sanity for wanting to have another child. Thankfully, somewhere in the back of my mind I know this 1st trimester fatigue will pass. But until then...ugh.
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