Oh yeah, I’m pregnant. Sometimes I need to remind myself. Obviously I’m sick, but that just feels like sick, and after a while you get used to feeling that way. Otherwise all the excitement and glee and anticipation I felt with Henry has been replaced with I don’t know, apathy? I just have more pressing things to keep me busy now. Gosh, if we ever have a third that poor kid won’t get any fan fare!
Don’t get me wrong, we are thrilled (and terrified) to be having another kiddo, but last time we couldn’t wait to shop, register, talk about names, decorate the nursery. This time we’re just sort of like “meh, we’ll get to it.” We’ve talked about a couple new things we’d like to get for the baby, and I found a midwife and birth center I’m comfortable with in the beginning, but there is just no urgency.
Even HG is different this time around. Last time I couldn’t eat anything without throwing up but dehydration wasn’t a huge problem, this time I can get away with simple carbs but I can hardly drink any fluids without getting sick. Things are starting to turn around and I’m starting to have good days and more good foods too.
Oddly enough the two things I can eat every time without getting sick and without getting sick of them are my dad’s pork green chili and Tea and Cookies’ Kimchi Fried Rice (without the bacon, bacon is a no go). So I’m getting 100% of my protein from pork green chili and 100% of my vegetable intake is fermented cabbage. Weird, but whatever works.
15 weeks with Henry vs. 15 weeks with #2
As far as the bump is concerned, it’s definitely bigger earlier this time around. But what stands out to me a lot in these pics is how much smaller the rest of me is. My pants look so loose! They are loose! My maternity clothes are too big but I’m too cheap to buy new stuff. Oh well. I started this pregnancy a lot smaller than I started the first one. Hopefully this bodes well for my postpartum weight, I was a beast last time!