Fittingly, I found out on Mother’s Day that I was going to be have another baby. Dan was happy, because I couldn’t accuse him of not getting me anything.
Let’s see – details. How did it happen? Well, you see, when a man and a woman love each other very much….oh, I suppose you know that part already. Seriously, not to be gross, but after Dan and I…uh..ahem….you know….I just knew that I was pregnant. It sounds unbelievable but it’s true. I even said to him “Honey, I think you just knocked me up!”
According to the Baby Center’s Due Date Calculator I am due on Jan 19th, however, I know the exact date of conception so the Amazing Pregnancy Due Date Calculator says January 14th. Either way, I’m going with about 5 or 6 weeks along right now. I obviously am not abiding by the “wait to tell everyone until the 1st trimester rule”. I don’t think I could hide it for 12 weeks anyway. I am showing already! I heard that you get bigger faster for the 2nd one but geeze! I already had to tell people solely for vanity’s sake. I didn’t want them to think I was getting fat!
I didn’t blog about this, but I was pregnant in November also and lost it. I wasn’t very far along, only about 3 or 4 weeks. I believe what happened was I had a chemical pregnancy. The reason I didn’t blog about it is because it happened on the day of my sister Anne’s wedding and I didn’t want to take away from her. (I wasn’t going to tell anyone I was pregnant until after the wedding). By the time it was appropriate, the moment to talk about it had passed and it would have been awkward to bring it up. It was sad but we handled it.
So suffice to say, I’ve been a little worried that the same thing would happen this time, but I think I’m out of the clear (at least for the chemical pregnancy scenario).
As far as symptoms go, I’m actually pretty good. I’m very tired sometimes, and my boobs feel like 10 lb bowling balls (TMI??), but other than that, nothing. I didn’t get sick with Owen and my general symptoms were pretty mild, so I hope to get the same thing with this new little bugger.
I have absolutely no preference as to girl or boy. As long as my docs don’t misdiagnose him/her with lethal skeletal dysplasia, I’m good. On that note, I will be going to a new OB/GYN who comes highly recommended and I will see him on June 4th.
I of course will keep everyone updated along the way. Here are pictures of when I was preggo with Owen.