I just realized it's been almost 2 years since I posted on my blog. My blog (blogs, actually) used to be such a lifeline and a good outlet for me. But I've been slacking on the healthy living (see: other blog) and feeling boring as the married working lady who just is married and works.
And travels. I suppose I really should have been documenting the details of our travels here, but I haven't been. We've been using Facebook to document all of that. This year we went to the United Arab Emirates, Rome, Paris, London and Hong Kong. I know, sounds cool, right? It was.
However, now that we're having a baby in only 14 short weeks, I feel like I should get better about documenting our life, even if I only write a little blurb here and there about what's going on.
So here's where we are. Everything else is pretty much exactly the same as it was almost 2 years ago except now I'm 26 weeks pregnant. I wrote a few posts during my first trimester, when I was scared that I was just going to have another miscarriage and no baby again. I'm debating whether to post those. Now I'm still scared something will go wrong, because I think that's pretty normal, especially for women who have had miscarriages, but it's sinking in that we're going to have a baby boy around the house in a few months. (Honestly, I don't think I'll truly believe it until I'm actually holding my baby.) It's not the way we planned. It took longer than we wanted to get here, and this baby might end up being an only child, which is something I, an only child, never wanted for my kids. But that's where we are, and if we have one healthy baby at the end of this, I'll be thrilled!
The funny thing is, we had just started talking about what our life would look like without kids when I discovered I was pregnant. And it wasn't too bad, actually. Lots of travel and time to go to concerts and other fun spur-of-the-moment things that you can't do when you need a babysitter. We're a little scared that we're too old to handle an infant. I didn't sleep that well last night and I'm exhausted at work today and still have to hold it together through a client meeting tonight that will end at around 8:30. I don't bounce back from lack of sleep like I did when I was, say, 25. Or even 35, if I'm being honest.
Being pregnant hasn't been too bad. I've been lucky. I had nausea, but no real vomiting in the first trimester, except for when I also got a migraine on top of it. I was mostly just bone tired and got swollen feet easily. The good news is, I haven't had a migraine at all in the second trimester (knock on wood). There have been a couple of times when I thought one was starting, but I headed it off with Tylenol (the one anti-inflammatory I can take) and Diet Coke, which was never, ever effective at stopping a migraine in its track before I got pregnant. Thank goodness for small miracles. I still get tired way more easily than before, but overall I feel pretty good right now.
I've been able to feel baby kicking me since 20 weeks, 6 days (every day becomes very important with pregnancy). I was sitting in a meeting for an organization I'm on the Board of and suddenly felt that little fluttering they tell you about. It was very clearly different than gas or anything similar, and I knew what it was immediately.
The last few days baby has been kicking like crazy, and both Jason and I have been able to feel his little foot or hand or leg or arm push against our hands on my belly. I'm not going to lie, it's really fun, and I love the constant reminder that he's there, growing a bit more every day.
He also seems to like the cat (...or hate the cat - hard to tell, really). Tiny will drape himself over my belly occasionally and purr, and when he does, baby migrates over to that spot and starts punching away. I'm hoping that Tiny will like the baby and vice versa so hopefully this is a good start. Tiny has sensed from about a month in that something was up, and insisted on sitting on my belly even in the heat of August, which is when he is usually Summer Cat, who is a bit stand-offish (as opposed to Winter Cat who wants to snuggle 24/7 because he's cold. And because he loves us. But mostly because he's cold.).
That's the status. My goal is to become better at documenting our lives in the coming months as everything changes. Which I know is true, but do people have to seem quite so gleeful when informing us of that fact?
