It’s so true what people say about taking less photos of children after your first. In fact, it’s happening already and number two isn’t even here yet! We’ve known about our second pregnancy for over two months, but have only just got round to taking the first ‘bump shot’ at 16 weeks. When I was pregnant with Lottie, we did this religiously every week from the day we found out.
Still, I guess by starting writing my pregnancy updates here, at least I will have to make sure I take a picture each week. So here I am at 16 weeks +2.
As this is my first update of this pregnancy, I wanted to have a quick look back at how things have been so far as this one has been soooo different to my first.
The first trimester was spent throwing up at least three times a day and feeling as though I’d been hit by a bus. I wasn’t sick with Lottie – nauseous, but not sick. I remember being tired with her, but this was a different level of tiredness – that bone aching exhaustion that you can feel all over your body. It’s difficult to tell though, whether that would have been the case if I didn’t have a one year-old to run around after as well.
I’m so much bigger this time too, but everyone says that’s just where your body knows what to do this time and ‘relaxes’ a bit quicker.
The sickness and to a certain degree, the tiredness, started to subside at about 11 weeks and now I feel nauseous every now and then, but nothing worse than that.
I think perhaps because we have now announce the pregnancy, it suddenly feels more real. Life has been so hectic since we found out that I don’t really think we’ve had time to focus much on this one, but now that people know and I’ve got a bump, the reality is kicking in.
You may have read my announcement post and know that although we are delighted to be expecting another baby, it wasn’t exactly planned. We probably would have waited until Lottie was a bit older before having another in an ideal world, but there are lots of positives about having them so close together. That said, I’m starting to get a little bit scared about how two under 19 months will work out. I know we’ll manage, but it’s going to be a tough first few months, I think.
Aside from the worrying, I’m feeling physically OK so far. I’ve had a bit of round ligament pain on and off, which I never had with Lottie and was a bit worrying at first, but now I know what it is, I just try to ignore it.
My sleep is already getting interrupted in preparation for the newborn phase and I rarely sleep a full night any more. If nothing else, the need to pee is far too regular for long chunks of sleep.
Ooh and I am hormonal! So much worse than last time. I’m either sobbing over nothing, angry over the smallest thing, or happy as Larry, no middle ground here any more. Poor Mr M.
I should have had a midwife appointment last week, but she was full and I was at the hospital with my dad, so I’m meeting her next week instead and really hoping to hear that magical heart beat sound.
Baby is now the size of an avocad