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Shane and I are thrilled to announce that we are expecting baby #2, due June 2nd. As of today, am 14 weeks along. I am so very excited about the timing of this baby. My sister
Emily is due with her first baby, a little boy, 10 weeks before me. If my baby is a boy, they will of course be best friends. If it is a girl, then Lydia will have her fondest dream come true and get a little baby sister.
I have to say that I am surprising myself by announcing my pregnancy this early. With Lydia I didn't tell anyone until I was 20 weeks. Of course, with Lydia I didn't really show until 24 weeks. With this pregnancy, I started showing a couple weeks ago.
That hasn't been the only difference between the pregnancies. Actually, I am having a hard time thinking of any similarities with my pregnancies. With Lydia I didn't even suspect that I was pregnant until I was over 8 weeks along. We had been trying for 2 years to get pregnant, and I had just recently decided to stop taking fertility drugs to give my body (and hormones) a rest. A couple skipped periods weren't out of the norm. In fact, the only reason I even thought I might be pregnant was when (warning! This may be an over-share) I was stepping out the the shower and Shane's mouth dropped open. "Natalie. What is going on with your boobs?!" No joke, they grew two cup sizes overnight. I went to the doctor that day for a blood test :)
This time around, I was pretty sure I hadn't even missed a period, but I had been so completely nauseated for days, I needed to know the cause. I can't explain how ecstatic I was when I had a positive pregnancy test. I mentioned that we tried for 2 years to conceive Lydia. So many negative pregnancy tests and disappointments. This time around, we had only been trying for 3 months. It was such a relief to know it wasn't going to be so difficult this time around.
In the same token, I realized that I was probably only 4 weeks along and I was already sick and totally exhausted. With Lydia I felt great my entire pregnancy. I worked up to the day before I delivered, only taking one sick day the entire 9 months. I thought I was just one of those lucky women who had easy pregnancies. Apparently not.
I will say that I feel good now. I am still tired, but I try to take a nap everyday while Lydia sleeps and that helps immensely. However, for the first 12 weeks of the pregnancy I was miserable. The worst of it hit during a two week period that Shane had crazy travel. He was home only one night in two weeks. I seriously had no idea what to do. I was so sick I could hardly get out of bed. Any smell put me over. I still had a (very needy) two year old who needed to be dressed, feed 3 meals a day, played with.... motherhood has no sick days. My house was completely destroyed. I was able to make food (barely), but clean it up was way too much time standing. I played on the floor with Lydia, me completely prostrate, but cleaning up was out of the question. Laundry? Don't make me laugh. My "morning sickness" lasted from the time I woke up until around 8pm. After that, I felt just well enough to do a few dishes, brush my teeth and then go to bed. I would have called a cleaning service, but I think that they have to be able to see the floor if they are going to vacuum and mop. My mom was able to come out a couple weeks after I was officially in the bell jar.
When I was 6 weeks along, I had my first doctors appointment and ultrasound. Lydia was there to see it and she got a special copy of the ultrasound just for her. My doctor also gave me what may be the greatest gift you can give a pregnant women. He said I wasn't 6 weeks along as my calculations would indicate. I was NINE weeks. Oh, that may have been one of the greatest days ever. Finding out I was 3 weeks further into my pregnancy, only 3 weeks from the end of my first trimester. Hallelujah.
Now I am just enjoying this blessed second trimester. I still can't believe we are going to do this all again. The sleepless nights, the constant feedings....the sweet baby smell, the soft baby cuddle, tiny hands, tiny feet. Putting our little newborn in Lydia's eager arms. Just thinking about it makes me smile. And cry.....just a little.
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