My last post was 3 months to the day. Amazing how time flies. Two weeks later we found we were expecting our second child. With great excitement and anticipation also came a very sick mama. The weeks following were very difficult and trying. After realizing caring for myself and my very active son was impossible, we packed up and went to stay with my parents- a great benefit since they live in the same state. Hubby had to stay back for work and being away from him was hard for us all. But thankfully for Skype and text messaging we felt like we were all together.
There was so much emotion that went on during those weeks away. While I did my best to care for myself, knowing my son was given the attention and love he needed was a relief. However as a mom, your sense of having to be in-charge and responsible lingers no matter how sick you are. It was also difficult to fight feeling guilty that I couldn't care for my son. I also felt lacking as a wife. There I lied watching tv, covered with blankets and pillows, falling in and out of sleep and my poor husband came home to an empty nest. It was clearly a disruptive time, but we all agree very necessary.
But now almost 6 weeks later it's all a fading memory. As I've recollected my first pregnancy in past posts I mention how quickly I forgot the rough patches of the first trimester, and here I am again, telling you just the same, even though this time around it was so much harder.
At my last appointment my Nurse Practitioner asked how things were going and I remember cocking my head and telling her that "I'm so busy with my first I don't have time to focus on this baby." she laughed and said she "hears that all the time." Which might be why so many people say the second is "so much easier". I don't know how easy it is ( actually it's been very hard). I'm finding I have little time to eat, keep hydrated or sleep; the complete opposite of the first pregnancy, when I monitored everything I ate, slept as often as I wanted and practiced yoga once a day.
However exhausting, at the end of the day we feel very blessed to have another special miracle become part of our lives. I can't imagine it getting any crazier than it all ready is! Let the fun begin...
Love Lots,
Mommy SF
ps I'm very happy to slowly reenter the blogging world.
There was so much emotion that went on during those weeks away. While I did my best to care for myself, knowing my son was given the attention and love he needed was a relief. However as a mom, your sense of having to be in-charge and responsible lingers no matter how sick you are. It was also difficult to fight feeling guilty that I couldn't care for my son. I also felt lacking as a wife. There I lied watching tv, covered with blankets and pillows, falling in and out of sleep and my poor husband came home to an empty nest. It was clearly a disruptive time, but we all agree very necessary.
But now almost 6 weeks later it's all a fading memory. As I've recollected my first pregnancy in past posts I mention how quickly I forgot the rough patches of the first trimester, and here I am again, telling you just the same, even though this time around it was so much harder.
At my last appointment my Nurse Practitioner asked how things were going and I remember cocking my head and telling her that "I'm so busy with my first I don't have time to focus on this baby." she laughed and said she "hears that all the time." Which might be why so many people say the second is "so much easier". I don't know how easy it is ( actually it's been very hard). I'm finding I have little time to eat, keep hydrated or sleep; the complete opposite of the first pregnancy, when I monitored everything I ate, slept as often as I wanted and practiced yoga once a day.
However exhausting, at the end of the day we feel very blessed to have another special miracle become part of our lives. I can't imagine it getting any crazier than it all ready is! Let the fun begin...
Love Lots,
Mommy SF
ps I'm very happy to slowly reenter the blogging world.
So happy for the 3 of you! :)
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