The thing is
Every pregnancy has it's own "thing." With Frick and Frack, the thing was vomit and worry. There was a whole lot of both going on. For 19 weeks, I threw up repeatedly on a daily basis. Then there was the worry. Is there a membrane between them? Are they growing enough? Should they come out now? How small will they be? How long will they stay in the NICU? Fraught with worry.
My pregnancy with Fred was the pregnancy of Meggie. Meggie was our sitter. She came around and I got to take a nap. There's very little I remember from that pregnancy. Frick and Frack were not yet 2 and I was still massively sleep deprived. When I went in the middle of the night to deliver Fred, Meggie came running to watch Frick and Frack.
During my pregnancy with Four, the thing was 4pm. At 4pm every single day I needed to lay down. On the dining room floor. Just lay there. And I did. Every single day. I'm not sure why it was 4pm, but that was the time.
Last Spring, I got pregnant. That was the pregnancy of loss and sadness. From the first appointment, it was clear that something was wrong and I ended up losing that baby at 10 weeks.
Well, a short 12 weeks ago, we learned that we are expecting again. Yes. You read that right. No need for a double take. We'll be having another baby in June. Yes. We are crazy. Yes. We will have 5 children. This pregnancy has a thing too. The thing is the "blechies." You know, that awful feeling that at any moment you may vomit. Combine that with a bit of dizziness. Add in massive migraines. The final symptoms of the blechies is exhaustion. The kind of tiredness that causes people to ask if I'm ok because I look like I haven't slept in weeks. The thing is, we kind of don't mind. Well, I definitely mind feeling blechy, but at the same time, it's ok. Frick and Frack have requested a brother. (This would be good because 2 days prior to finding out I was pregnant, I gave away 11 bins of baby-girl clothes. Everything smaller than size 3T.) Fred would prefer a puppy. (I don't think so!) Four has said that if it's a boy, she won't be it's sister. (Hey there - you get what you get, and you don't get upset. Or throw a fit, if you are from the Midwest.)
So, there it is. I'm pregnant.
My pregnancy with Fred was the pregnancy of Meggie. Meggie was our sitter. She came around and I got to take a nap. There's very little I remember from that pregnancy. Frick and Frack were not yet 2 and I was still massively sleep deprived. When I went in the middle of the night to deliver Fred, Meggie came running to watch Frick and Frack.
During my pregnancy with Four, the thing was 4pm. At 4pm every single day I needed to lay down. On the dining room floor. Just lay there. And I did. Every single day. I'm not sure why it was 4pm, but that was the time.
Last Spring, I got pregnant. That was the pregnancy of loss and sadness. From the first appointment, it was clear that something was wrong and I ended up losing that baby at 10 weeks.
Well, a short 12 weeks ago, we learned that we are expecting again. Yes. You read that right. No need for a double take. We'll be having another baby in June. Yes. We are crazy. Yes. We will have 5 children. This pregnancy has a thing too. The thing is the "blechies." You know, that awful feeling that at any moment you may vomit. Combine that with a bit of dizziness. Add in massive migraines. The final symptoms of the blechies is exhaustion. The kind of tiredness that causes people to ask if I'm ok because I look like I haven't slept in weeks. The thing is, we kind of don't mind. Well, I definitely mind feeling blechy, but at the same time, it's ok. Frick and Frack have requested a brother. (This would be good because 2 days prior to finding out I was pregnant, I gave away 11 bins of baby-girl clothes. Everything smaller than size 3T.) Fred would prefer a puppy. (I don't think so!) Four has said that if it's a boy, she won't be it's sister. (Hey there - you get what you get, and you don't get upset. Or throw a fit, if you are from the Midwest.)
So, there it is. I'm pregnant.
posted by Michelle at 10:13 PM
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My thing here is, "Congrats!"!!
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