Monday, May 2, 2011

the second time around

i think that the second time you’re pregnant (and i’m sure the third, fourth, and so on) something changes. you already know what to expect because of the been there, done that mentality. you know what to eat, what to drink, what you need to function as a human being during those 40 weeks.

it’s old news.

the New Kid is about 2/3rds the way there (actually, 28 weeks and 2 days in). it seems like this pregnancy has been flying by, and i’m guessing it has something to do with the recessive-gene toddler living down the hall. all i know is that if this baby comes out all tan, buff,  and with dark hair, i got some ‘splainin’ to do.

but besides being used to what being pregnant feels like, you can’t help but compare the pregnancies. when did you stop feeling nauseous with the first one? when did you feel the first kicks? i know that personally i was SO excited when i wasn’t experiencing any of the horrible heartburn that i did with jonas. i mean, with jonas i would literally wake up vomiting because the reflux was so bad. i really thought i was in the clear with the New Kid, but in the past weeks i’ve reclaimed BFF status with my prevacid stash from last time.

with both pregnancies so far, i’ve been huge. i’ve only gained 10 pounds (give or take a pound depending on the day) with Noah, but that doesn’t stop the belly from entering the room 8 seconds before the rest of me appears. it’s just how i carry babies, and i’ve come to embrace that. i’m large and in charge. kickin’ ass and takin’ names.

or something like that.

for me, being pregnant has been such a gift. yeah, i complain sometimes that my back hurts or that my hips seem extra waddle-y some days. and cramming myself into a pair of dress pants for work is no longer even part of my reality.

if the pants ain’t stretchin’, then they’re no good to me.

i’m so excited (and frankly a little terrified) to see what life is going to be like with two little guys, a husband, and a pooch that i can’t stand it. there’s something oddly comforting to know that we can do this, that we’ve experienced the dreaded newborn insanity stage before and made it through just fine, and that we’re going to be okay the second time around, too. there is a light at the end of the tunnel, even when it seems like it’s just a flicker on the walls.

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