Now my little guy is 18 months old and I am six months preggnant and I am spinning in circles and EXHAUSTED! My house is a constant battle to keep clean, preparing healthy meals is no longer an enjoyable hobby, it's a must, since I have a little one to feed. I try to continue to eat healthy but sometimes the stress gets the best of me, and I find myself eating a little too many sweets. I have a serious sweet tooth. Working out is always on my mind. Durring my fist pregnancy I had to push myself to go and now I wish I could go. Time goes fast when you are trying to keep up with a toddler. In reality its a workout in itself.
Some days I foget I am pregnant because I am so busy with my day. With my first, that's all I EVER thought about. It consumed my every thought. I thought about the nursery, my registry, baby names, my delivery, the week to week changes and now I'm due in three months and I am not sure about any of these things. I'm sure I will kick it in high gear when the "nesting" kicks in. The fact that I am sitting down to write this makes me think that I am in the beginning stages of "nesting". Thinking about things is a very good start.
Every pregnancy has its story. The first for me was a fairy tale and my second one so far has been a fast roller coaster. It's starting to happen. I''m getting bigger and feeling pregnant. I'm a few weeks from entering my third trimester and reality is striking. We're having another baby!
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