So, I have said many times and it's a bit annoying, I know, but I really don't enjoy anything about pregnancy apart from three things - I'm growing a whole human, I get to feel all those wonderful kicks and punches (love them even if it hurts sometimes) and I am going to have and hold this little person in my arms very soon.
This pregnancy is a wee bit harder than when I was carrying Miranda. I don't know whether it's the age or whether it's all in my head.
I"m now in the second trimester and in the 15th week but the morning sickness has not gone away. It's not as bad as it was in the first trimester, where I lost so much weight rather suddenly but nausea is still triggered by the very slightest things. The smell (stench) of raw meat and reheated seafood are big no-nos. Luckily I have put on a bit of weight since. I'm also showing now and while that is fun for a while, I expect that I won't be able to fit into my regular clothes around 18-19 weeks.
Yesterday, while on the way to the hospital for a routine check-up, I could barely put one foot in front of the other and I struggled to get off the bus. After some research, I figure I either have round ligament pain or pelvic instability. I can't be sure until I see a physio though. When I thought about it, the same thing had happened when I had Miranda. But mothers always forget the pain and that's how women get pregnant again and again. It's both beautiful and dangerous, no?
This little one doesn't care much for spicy food or chocolate. Light stuff like sandwiches are the way to go. I don't care much for meat either. It's such a torture that the one thing I want to eat, fish, while normally healthy, can only be consumed in small amounts due to high mercury content. So I wait impatiently for the day I can have sashimi in all its goodness again hah!
One never really goes through a pregnancy alone though. I could never do without our families, who have been incredibly supportive of this pregnancy. And while some of my friends (you girls know who you are) have declared their neverending favoritism for Miranda, I'm pretty sure they will take to the little one just as easily.
Babies... are love, after all.