.....till someone gets pregnant.
8 weeks today I have been growing this little one in my belly.
And man oh man and I am working hard.
Even though this is my third pregnancy it is amazing to me how surprisingly exhausted I am. I feel like I just ran a marathon from the moment I wake up till the time I fall asleep at the dinner table.
And oh the nausea, I feel fine and little hungry but fine as long as I don't eat. But then I eat and I may as well have done the "washing machine" with my innards.
uggggg
Man oh man I can't wait (and can at the same time) until I am in my second trimester.
Chances are high that this is my last pregnancy.
(kinda of got this feeling when I told Matt I was pregnant and one of the first things out of his mouth was that he is going to book himself a handy dandy vasectomy asap)
Its safe to say we both panicked a little at first.
This little one BR the 3rd (baby Ririe) has warmed our way into our hearts already.
I know the nausea, bloating, and fatigue is all worth it. I can't wait to meet him/her.
I will just make sure to continue to document the time that passes so that when he/she tells my to go to time out when they are 3 (Like his/her older sister Lucy does daily) that I can pull this blog up as a bed time story.
2 comments:
You're a great writer, Michelle! Very funny and very heartwarming as well. I was stalking your FB page and saw that you had a blog and its very entertaining. Oh and that post back when Lucy was a baby that Matt wrote to her? I bawled. Bawled like a baby. You have such a sweet family and I'm so glad The Lord brought me to Sonrise so I could get to know you!
You are so sweet Ashley. And I promise if you cried imagine what I did when I saw it. :) Love you!
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