13/14 Week Combo! I'm Already A Loser.

Hi, all! Happy December!

I hope everyone's holiday seasons are off to a great start.


As stated in my title, I am a loser already. Hence the combo post! I know this is classic mom-with-second-baby behavior, but I expected more of myself. Ugh. Sigh. Whatever. I'm over it.

Truth is, I've been a little busy. The "mom" gig is way more time/energy/soul-consuming than the marketing-coordinator-demoted-to-receptionist-after-announcing-my-pregnancy (I'm saving that sordid tale for my memoirs) gig. And rightfully so. I'm in charge of a whole human life, not just paper supply and staples!

Goof.

Anyway, second child, I love you SO MUCH already and I am sorry I am a loser already. But better you learn that now instead of later...that I'm a loser, that is. Your dad is too. We are a family of dorks and that's probably your destiny, too. But it's not a bad way to be, really. Actually, I think it's pretty great.

Just look at those dorks!

I know I don't have as much to say as I did when I was pregnant with Eileen, but that's because I learned a lot when I was pregnant with her. I grew up a lot as a person, and found a lot of peace along the way. This means that I am calmer this time, more relaxed (note: I did not say ENTIRELY calm or ENTIRELY relaxed, but an improvement is still an improvement!). And it also means that my faith is stronger. Oh, I am still a work in progress and I always will be. But my shell is a little tougher this time around.

Mostly because of this little bunny. Your big sister is AWESOME...so fun, so funny, so fearless, so sweet. I can't wait for you to meet her! She makes me the absolute best version of myself. And I know you two will be best friends. I can't wait for that day.

SO! Onto the BUMPDATE about you, little sunny. Because you make me so much better and so much stronger, too.

How far along?  13 weeks and 6 days!

Clothing? Struggling! Not feeling like myself even though I have not gained a ton of weight yet. Achy, uncomfortable, and my tummy is BIG. But making due with what I've got and leftovers from E's pregnancy.

Stretch marks? Ha yes. And the answer up until week 40 will be UH-YES.

Sleep? Erratically but yes.

Best moment of this week? Feeling the beginning of flutters way low in my tummy. Spending time with E and watching her take her FIRST STEPS!

Worst moment of this week? I have the dreaded "pregnancy cold"...ladies, I know you feel me here. Rough and very unpleasant. But oh well. ALSO, getting toyed with by my car dealership! CMON bro(s), don't you know not to mess with pregnant ladies?!

Miss anything? I would love a glass of champagne. BUT! The apple bubbly stuff is pretty ok.

Movement? Yes, a very little bit. Anxious for more more more, but trying to savor every stage!

Symptoms? Sore, lots of pulling in my tummy and groin. Nasty cold and especially messed up sinuses (may have to suck it up and have the rhinoplasty surgery between babies this time because I am truly miserable. Anyone had this and want to share opinions?). Peeing a lot. Sore boobs. Appetite returning. Oh, and very very short of breath which is very very annoying.

Food cravings? This week I got hit with the CHEESECAKE stick!!! I blame an Olive Garden commercial. Still haven't fulfilled that craving.

Gender? As I sorted through E's clothes for storage this week, I was feeling girl. So I will say girl for now.

Labor Signs? Nope!

Belly button in or out? Pretty out and pretty unattractive.

Mood? Sick, and ready to be healthy. Still very tired and draggy. But also deliriously happy and feeling very blessed.

Rituals? Prayers, prayers, and more prayers. Praying for new baby with E before bed. Lullaby. Bedtime chats. I am predictable!

Milestones? Entering the second trimester according to OTHER sources, ha! Almost officially weaned off of my progesterone. Feeling those flutters!

Looking forward to? Puerto Rico...sorta!!! Haha I am SO excited to spend time alone with T (when's the last time we did that?! It's been too long!) but I am beyond sad and depressed to spend a week without E. Although, this morning the thought of SLEEPING IN crossed my mind and I smiled...I forgot that even existed. Ahhhh. And Christmas. And 16-week appointment.

...a few more shots, for good measure.

Oh how I love you, my babies.

Have a great week, all!