It’s so nice to finally be able to share the news that I am 13 weeks pregnant, and due to give Ella a little brother or sister in early June 2014. I must say that I’m feeling pretty good, following a couple of months of fairly full on nausea. I have no idea why they call it morning sickness, it should be renamed ‘all day long’ sickness. My kind falls into the category of waking me up in the morning, vanishing in the middle of the day, and reappearing at 4pm, right at the end of the day when I’m finishing work and due to start my second shift as a Mum. Cooking dinner was a struggle, and I’m lucky that my hubby was sympathetic and quick to get take away, or make something else for us. I felt a bizarre combination of nausea and starvation at the same time. Not sure how that works, but any pregnant woman will tell you that it’s perfectly normal!
The second time around is such a different feeling in so many ways. It didn’t really feel ‘real’ until I saw the scan last week. Even then, I had a bizarre send of deja vous, and really felt as though it was Ella that I was seeing on the screen. Obviously, it wasn’t, and Ella’s delightful observation of a ‘baby’ made Dan, myself and the radiographer laugh. It’s amazing how perceptive toddlers are.
I’m also finding myself so much more relaxed, and ready to go with the flow. I remember last time, I had read ‘Up the Duff’ from cover to cover by now, and was religiously checking my app for daily updates about the baby’s growth and changes that I can expect. I still check my trusty apps from time to time, but this time it is out of curiosity, as I’m reminded of the amazing things happening inside my body. Happening in silence, as we carry on our daily lives of work and parenting a toddler.
They say it is so different being pregnant with a toddler, and boy are they right. A pregnant friend recently told me that her new ‘happy hour’ is the hour she relaxes at night after putting her toddler to sleep. It’s an hour, because that is all she can last before crawling into bed. I’ve been that way for a while, and whilst I feel bad that I don’t get to spend alot of time with hubby, I know that sleep = a happy wife = a happy life. My Dad shared that with us in his speech at my wedding, and again…boy is he right!
So here we go again, on the roller coaster ride of pregnancy for a second time. I’m so looking forward to it, and this time, sharing the journey via the blog. It just dawned upon me that I named this blog after Ella. I guess it does refer to life ‘After’ her birth, so I guess the Happy Ella After can stay.
I apologise in advance for any venting, whining, or whinging that I may do along the way. I promise to share a balanced view….it really is an amazing experience and I look forward to the journey toward June 2 in 2014! For now, here is a glimpse of the little bump I’ve been trying to hide over the past few weeks. It’s great to be able to ‘let it out’ and not have to suck in those tummy muscles anymore!
13 Weeks pregnant
