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Thursday, January 20, 2011

Thoughtful Thursday

Finally I have accomplished something! After being stuck on the couch for days on end due to morning sickness plus the flu, I have attempted to clean the house, wash multiple loads of dirty laundry AND take care of my daughter. How lame I feel. All that used to be simple, but this pregnancy has knocked the wind out of me. Good bye energy :( Now I have time to rest a bit and just think.


The first couple weeks after I found out I was pregnant with our first baby, my husband of course had to be states away, training with the Marines. We had yet to learn that he was to be deployed soon, so I was all mopey that he had to be gone TWO WHOLE WEEKS!! On top of that I wasn't feeling too well and I was pretty emotional with the changing hormones, much less the havoc the military creates in life. This time around I feel very blessed that Corey is always around (except when he's at his normal job) especially since I'm so much sicker these days. Yesterday as I recuperated from the flu, he not only washed the dishes, picked up the house, but also packed his own lunch for the next day, because lunch meat and food in general perks up my gag reflex.
When I was a day late getting my period, say about 2 months ago, I knew I was pregnant. I told the hubby we needed to buy some tests to make sure, so we went to Walmart! The next morning I got up with him, took the test and gave it to him. He watched the two little lines appear in the strip, told me I was pregnant and that was that! We were happy.
I remember looking at baby # 1's positive test shortly after I had peed on that funny little stick. We hadn't necessarily been trying and I was scared that in nine months we would have the responsibility of a child. As negative thoughts poured into my brain- " we haven't had enough couple time yet! We're not ready!"- a little memory popped in. I had told Corey on several occasions that if he ever got deployed, he better knock me up, or I would be completely lost without him. I knew I needed that distraction, and that memory was a premonition. Three weeks later we found out Corey was to be deployed for a year.


Tomorrow we will be 8 weeks along! Goodness, that's not far at all. This last week has taken an odd turn of events craving-wise. Anyone who knows me pretty well can tell you that I am in love with pizza and cheeseburgers. Especially cheeseburgers. That's all I wanted when I was pregnant with CR.  Since I've had the flu? No meat please! The thought of eating a dead animal utterly disgusts me! Who knew being with child could turn someone vegetarian? I'm curious to see how long this lasts. Hopefully not long, cause poor Corey will be starving.

How your baby's growing:

New this week: Webbed fingers and toes are poking out from your baby's hands and feet, his eyelids practically cover his eyes, breathing tubes extend from his throat to the branches of his developing lungs, and his "tail" is just about gone. In his brain, nerve cells are branching out to connect with one another, forming primitive neural pathways. You may be daydreaming about your baby as one sex or the other, but the external genitals still haven't developed enough to reveal whether you're having a boy or a girl. Either way, your baby — about the size of a kidney bean — is constantly moving and shifting, though you still can't feel it. -

CR fortunately, has not gotten sick yet.  And she's as quirky as ever. Not two minutes ago I caught her trying to climb through the rungs on our bookshelf, where she got caught. Before that she was playing with an unlatched baby gate that fell on top of her (did not hurt her) but she couldn't figure out how to climb out from under it, so she yelled until I came to her rescue. Whenever she sees a picture of herself she has to touch it and smile. Who knew baby's this age are self-centered? Ha ha. Knowing she probably can't understand, I told her she was getting a new brother or sister. What did she do? Climbed on my belly and started bouncing. Right... I tried telling her another instance, and she emphatically shook her head no several times.She has begun refusing baby food since table food is much tastier. And she hates crawling. Only walking for her now- she is a big girl! Instead of falling off the couch head first, she has discovered the new improved way of sliding off feet first. How grown- up of her.

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