Hungry. I am hungry ALL the time.
Excited. The idea of having another baby makes me very happy.
Nervous. Can I really handle two kids? I comfort myself with the thought of all the other people I know who have done it.
Nauseated, but just slightly. Luckily, for the most part my nausea has neither been as strong nor consistent as it was with Alexandra. Again, I have an extreme aversion to vegetables. My earlier cravings consisted of dairy and sugar, and now include red meat as well. But they're not just cravings... I can't eat anything else without feeling sick. Early on I thought I could fight the aversions and force some salads down my throat. When those made me feel worse, I gave up, and am enjoying all the grilled cheese sandwiches, quesadillas, beef, and chocolate cereal I want.
Spacey. I am spacey. Pregnancy makes it worse, so I am more forgetful, more easily distracted, less observant, and less organized than before. Thank goodness I have an understanding family.
Emotional. I can be elated, sink into depression, rise out of it in a fury, and cry through the whole thing, all within a space of fifteen minutes. Luckily, being easily distracted keeps me from wallowing in any negative emotion for too long.
Maybe Alexandra will get her own "Baby Brother Boo"! :)
ReplyDeleteI hope so! :) Actually, I do, though really we're fine if it's a boy or a girl.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great synopsis of this stage of your pregnancy. On your final paragraph about your emotional ups and downs, I have to comment, as your mother, that you were exactly that way when you were about 13. In despair and tears one moment, then happy and wondering what all the fuss was about in the next. I wonder if Alexandra, at 13, will take after her mother? If so, remember this and don't panic. She'll be fine.
ReplyDeleteIt seems like it's a lot easier to be the person experiencing ups and downs than to live with the person experiencing unpredictable ups and downs. :)
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