According to this app it’s been 24 days since I last posted. I plead mother-to-a-toddler. I’m really too tired to be doing this right now, but if I don’t do it now it could be weeks and weeks more… no telling!
Bug has finally made the transition to one mid-day nap. It was a crazy process, that involved a lot of feeling confused and exasperated. She goes down about 1pm and sleeps from 1.5-3 hours, depending on God-knows-what.
Cricket is doing well! Growing and squirming and otherwise becoming more and more “cooked”. He seems a lot more easy-going in utero than his big sister was. I hope that means another chill kiddo!
I look super pregnant now. I feel it, too. At 22 weeks exactly I am still down from my pre-pregnancy weight by several pounds. My midwives are happy with this, and seem confident that I can get through the pregnancy without gaining an inordinate amount of weight. Their confidence inspires me! At each appointment I ask them to give me a weight goal for my next appointment. I’m trying hard to stay on track and not undo all of the hard work I did after Bug’s first birthday to get healthier. It gets harder as my appetite returns and I start craving sweet things!
We met our doula and I LOVE HER. She has already put my mind at ease over a few things. She has attended something like 600 births, so she knows what she’s doing. Hard to believe we are already more than halfway through this pregnancy!
It’s raining now, quite hard. I’m lying in the dark tapping this out in my iPhone, when really I ought to be snoozing. Hope you are all well! I’ll try to be better about updating this thing!
Today we headed to a friend’s house for a Fall brunch party. There were oodles of toddlers in assorted adorable Halloween costumes, plus a few cuties who showed up rocking their normal clothes (Bug was one of the latter). There was also a mom there with a 3 year-old and twin girls, just 3 months old. At one point someone handed one of these sweet twins to me, and I ended up holding her the rest of the time. I couldn’t help it! I was about to return her to her mama when she fell asleep on my chest.
Oh my. Those newborn days go so quickly, and it’s so easy to forget just how tiny and how precious they are at that stage! Especially when a certain toddler is rampaging around the house shouting “no!” or whining to be picked up or put down or whatever it is she wants now. Yes, they grow up and it happens fast, but for one brief moment they are tiny, helpless, and adorably squishy. I’m really looking forward to experiencing that one more time.
In pregnancy news, I am 18 weeks with a definitely pregnant belly. The anatomy scan is on Monday and we can’t wait to find out whether Cricket is a boy or a girl! I am a little nervous about all the other stuff, too, and hoping we leave the appointment with only good news. I’ve been struggling with feeling really light-headed in the mornings, which my midwife attributes to low blood sugar. So now I’m under strict instructions to have a high protein snack at bedtime, a glass of juice before I get up in the morning, and to make sure I’m staying hydrated. The worst part is the snack at a time when I am not really hungry! But it does seem to help.
I leave you with a belly pic taken on Thursday and a picture of the world’s cutest Little Red Rudibg Hood! Oh, and in between I threw in a picture of Bug enjoying the Fall leaves. 😊
It’s fall! Temps are finally down in the 50s and 60s and tonight we celebrated with our first fire of the season. This is also our first Fall in our new house. It has a wood stove in the den which can be used to heat the house (though we also have baseboard heating, in case we can’t get the hang of the stove). Is there anything cozier than a toasty fire on a chilly night??
Cricket is 15 weeks now and I am definitely feeling movement. I can’t wait until my husband and daughter can feel it, too! I think I have finally stopped losing weight, but we’ll see. Today I didn’t have much of an appetite, and I still can’t stomach red meat at all. I can sometimes do chicken or fish, but not much of either. Such a weird thing to experience.
Bug is doing great these days. She’s 26 months old now and walking (and climbing) everywhere. This week she has really been embracing the phrase “thank you”. It sounds like “tet-you” and she says it everything we give her something, she takes something, or she’s generally happy with what’s happening. Today she said “tiss” and leaves in for me to kiss her. Then she grinned and said “tet-you” so sweetly that I almost melted into a puddle right there on the floor.
We’ve been struggling against her throwing food on the floor. Today we tried something new after talking to a friend whose daughter is just a few days younger than Bug. We gave her an empty bowl at dinner and told her, “we don’t throw food on the floor. When you’re done with your food you can put it in the bowl.” She threw one piece of broccoli on the floor. I put it back on her plate, repeated the statement, and pointed at the bowl. She put it in the bowl. And didn’t throw anything else on the floor! This whole time we have been telling her what NOT to do… But we weren’t giving her an alternative! It was a real light-bulb moment.
Last night I got to go out with two friends and have a ladies night out. It was needed, appreciated, and SO enjoyed! I’ve come so far since that first lonely year here when I was pregnant, depressed, and didn’t know anyone. Thank goodness for the breastfeeding group. This pregnancy is more exhausting, but also more bearable thanks to my support system.