The Mom I Want To Be

Ah, the first trimester. Even though I've blogged about it before , I'd forgotten about how "yucky" it can make you feel. The past few days I've woken up feeling still sort of bloated but more nauseous. Not like I need to barf every second kind of nauseous, but this kind of uncomfortable stomach/body mild nausea feeling that sometimes goes away with eating and sometimes doesn't. At first the feeling went away after morning was over (hence the term "morning sickness") but just today it pretty much lasted all day, which is not fun when you're also facing pregnancy fatigue and also chasing an almost 2-year-old. I guess it's some relief that Baby #1 slept in so I could sleep in a bit (even though I was up at least three times in the night feeling icky and having to pee), and then skipped his nap but went to bed early so we could have some evening time to rest. I want to say the babies were kicking my butt this weekend, but I know the kicking part

I've only known I was pregnant for eight days and already I really feel pregnant. Compare that to my first baby where I just kept waiting to feel like something was going on inside me. A lot of the symptoms are similar to last time, but just a little stronger (Does that mean twins? HA HA...ha?). To start, I've got what Hubby calls a Super Nose. My sense of smell has always been pretty keen, but now I can smell Baby's poopy diaper from across the house! I've also been noticing Baby's sweeter smells a lot more lately. The smell of his hair. His overall "baby scent" that might just be whatever diapers are made of. Any lotion that's put on him from Aveeno to sunscreen. It's not really a pro or a con to have this superpower, but it's certainly something that can be chalked up to pregnancy. A less fun symptom of pregnancy--the acne has returned. In full force. I had forgotten just how bad it was in the first trimester because my skin actually cleared

Now that my son is a little bit older, and before the new baby comes and throws a wrench into everything, I thought it might be nice to share what a day in the life of an almost 2-year-old is like. It's fun looking back at his early infancy and remembering our routine of nap roulette throughout the day, keeping track of the numbers for his nursing, lowering him into his bassinet at night, and anticipating a four-hour sleep followed by a feeding and two more hours of sleep (if lucky!). Now our days are slightly more predictable, though just as interesting. And, of course, since we're no longer on maternity/paternity leave, we have work thrown into the mix. On a typical day with my 23-month-old, he wakes up around 7am ready to start the morning. He'll stir awake, stand up in his playpen and either point to his parents in the master bed in front of him or let out a cry of separation anxiety depending on his mood. I'll take him downstairs to either nurse or play (also dep

The morning of May 11, 2021 (just two days after Mother's Day) started out pretty typical for a Tuesday. Our almost 2-year-old son had a late nap the day before and ended up falling asleep for the night at 11:15pm! So when he woke up at 5:30 in the morning my first thought was, "Oh no, you are not starting the day this early." I pulled him out from where he stood up in his playpen at the foot of our bed, scooped him into my arms and lay down with him until he eventually rolled in between my husband and me. A perfect little family moment in the wee hours of the morning. While he continued to sleep, my mind kept me awake. I had ovulated 11 days before and had been debating all week if I could last 14 or even 12 days before taking a pregnancy test to see if we'd succeeded in giving our son a sibling after five months of trying. I decided I couldn't wait. With my son, I had tested exactly three days before my expected period date. It was three days before my expected