I have the great luck of announcing at this time that I am pregnant again! Yay for Team Eggett! Casey and I have been hoping that this would happen for some time now and as of yesterday I am 10 weeks along. Wes really doesn't get what's going on, we keep telling him that there is a baby in my belly but he has no idea.
This pregnancy so far is quite different than my pregnancy with Wes. I was never sick when I was pregnant with Wes; no morning sickness, no nausea, no vomiting, no nothing. Until I went into pre-term labor I would say that my pregnancy was awesome. I felt great, working full time up to my hospitalization. This time around, I have been down for a few weeks. While I wouldn't call it morning sickness because I haven't actually been sick, I feel like I could be sick pretty much all day. I feel the best lying down but with a toddler? Ain't nobody got time for that!
I actually had some insomnia issues for about a week (the week I found out I was pregnant), leading into about a month of doing nothing, where I am now at the point where I feel fine in the morning and early afternoon but come late afternoon/evening and if I'm not constantly eating than the nausea comes on. I feel bad because I have got into the routine of cooking dinner to be ready by about 5:30 everyday and this last month has been a month of take-out and leftovers. I'm starting to make dinner again, at least three times this week, so I'm taking this as a positive thing.
Three years ago I would have thought that staying at home with a toddler while pregnant would be so much easier than working full time with no kids. To my old self, I say HA! So naive, so so very naive. I used to work mostly closing shifts so I could sleep in if I felt like it. Now, if I sleep in to eight then it's a good morning. Sometimes I'll check the monitor and see what Wes is up to; he plays really well by himself in his room and I'll try to sneak in an extra half hour!
We had our first appointment this week and we saw the heartbeat. We got as good a picture as possible but right now the picture is mostly blob-like and yolk sac. For some reason this baby hasn't seemed as real to me as Wes was at this point but when we saw the heartbeat I finally felt like it was real. For some reason I thought, before the appointment, that maybe I wasn't really pregnant. That maybe something not good was going on with my body (latent endometriosis fears) and I didn't want to take another pregnancy test in case my fears were true. So I didn't and just hoped for the best and on Monday morning I saw my little blob.
I am at the point right now where I am happy and hoping for a healthy pregnancy and healthy baby. I have no preferences as to gender; if it's a boy we have all the gear and the since this birth will be a month after Wes' birthday he will fit all the clothes at the right time (summer clothes in the appropriate months, warmer winter clothes at the right time, etc.) so that will work out well. If we have a girl, then that will be fun too! I can pull a lot of non-gender specific clothes from Wes' old clothes so we won't start from nothing but it won't be the end of the world if we do have to start over again. We'll have to get Wes a bed and move him out of the crib so that's kind of a big deal; we are thinking of moving him to the bigger room as well so that is another change that is coming.
I still worry about how this is going to affect Wes. He is my baby still, at two and a half, he has had me all to himself his whole life. I have stayed at home with him since he was born and while he has spent the night over at both grandma and grandpa's houses before (the longest for a week when Casey and I went on vacation last year) I worry that he'll have a hard time not being the center of attention. Wes has been the only grandchild on my side and will be until this winter. My youngest sister and her husband are having a baby boy at the end of December and my middle sister and her husband are having a baby in March. So not only will he go from being the only child but also the only grandchild but the oldest of four grand kids in a matter of months.
Are my fears unfounded? I'm going to say yes as people have had more than one child for literally thousands of years and it hasn't stopped humanity from continuing. Do I spoil Wes? Yes I do and I know it. I know that I will continue to spoil him as long as I can now. From now on I'll be buying popcorn at Target for two little guys and myself instead.
