Cub #2 On Board

So I finally shared with the world the news that cub #2 is on board.

 

This delightful news was a surprise and has made for an interesting pregnancy. With Antonio the Husband and I had been trying to conceive for a while so when we learned he was on board there was immediate excitement and relief. Excitement to finally be blessed with a baby and relief from the fear of infertility.  We weren't planning this current pregnancy and we were actually trying to wait just a little longer. Our finances are not where we need them to be to start Antonio in childcare, which is necessary if we have a second child, and given my cesarean from the first pregnancy we wanted to give my body time to properly heal. We began to suspect we were pregnant while on vacation in Cali, Colombia. Then we were given reasons to believe we weren't pregnant. It stunned us both that we were a little disappointed that we weren't expecting. Funny because prior to the trip we were both adamant that we weren't ready. We got home and I took a test just to be sure and it was positive. I took another one for good measure and it too was positive. I immediately called the doctor, booked an appointment, and confirmed the good news.  I think our logical minds had suppressed the fact that emotionally we were ready even if the bank account wasn't.  This reminds me of a funny episode from Friends. I thought I'd share the video. Start at 5:07 to get straight to the point but if you  LOVE Friends like I do why not watch the whole thing.

 Now a couple things about second pregnancies and being pregnant while raising a toddler.

 

1. Each pregnancy is different is an understatement.

 This pregnancy has been NOTHING like the first. First pregnancy-no sickness, no energy in first trimester but after that I was the energizer bunny, stretching and round ligament discomfort in the second half of the pregnancy, no swelling anywhere including feet ( I still wear the same shoe size as always), no skin discoloration or bumps, no heart burn-I think you get the point. I had one of those dream pregnancies. Ummm so this pregnancy-nausea nausea nausea. I don't know how I managed to leave the house and go to work each day with all that nausea. I can't eat most foods I like and routinely eat. All I want is seafood, steak, and sushi. So judge me if you want to but I have caved and eaten sushi. Not raw sushi the fried cooked stuff. Now I am in the second trimester and the nausea did miraculously leave but I have headaches all the time. My belly ballooned out and I was visibly pregnant at like six weeks. What the heck. It's not fair to already need maternity clothes and have people tell you that there are two in there or that you are not going to make it. Oh and smell aversions! I've had to run out my office suite A LOT. I don't know what those people are heating up or eating but my goodness does it reek.

2.  An almost two year old could care less that you are pregnant.

The cub doesn't understand or seem to care that I am pregnant and therefor have no energy, am sick as a dog, uncomfortable, and fragile. This is evident because when I am lying on the couch battling nausea he insists that I get up to kick the ball with him, play Legos, pillow fight, etc. His new joy is to make me lay on the floor while he uses me as a ladder or step stool.  Have I shared that my child has an affinity for violence? Not sure why or where he is getting it but he likes to sword fight (we don't own any swords. He turns the vacuum cleaner tools and kid toy golf clubs into swords). He loves wrestling which usually includes him jumping onto you while you are laying down. He gets a kick out of this. I don't know why he is so rough. I guess boys will be boys. But the problem occurs when I tell him I can't wrestle or play that game with him. Oh he loses it. So, I have concluded that my being pregnant is far removed from my cub's cares or concerns.