All the blog readers are aware that I am pregnant and we are expecting baby number two come April 21. I have noticed, however, that I have not mentioned this on the blog and seeing as though I am six months pregnant, it is probably about time.
We call the baby Baby Owl. Lilly of course initiated this nickname. Nick picked Lilly up from day care when I had an appointment and she mentioned that I was having a baby owl. Since then we've called the baby Baby Owl. We are pretty sure Lilly understands at this point that it isn't actually going to be an owl. She is very excited to be a big sister; her concept of what it is actually going to be like is probably totally skewed, but we're hopeful that she will be a caring big sister. She treats her dolls exceptionally well (while she's playing with them, when she's done she often chucks them off to the side) so we're hoping some of this compassion and caring transfers over to the baby (the chucking of the baby, clearly we prefer not to carry on). Our fingers are crossed.
In terms of the pregnancy itself, I started out hopeful that I wasn't going to be as sick with this one as I was with Lilly. Unfortunately that didn't turn out to be the case. I quickly was prescribed Zofran (a miracle anti-nausea medication), so didn't lose as much weight as I did with Lilly, nor did I spend two weeks on the couch so tired all I could do was watch Netflix, sleep, and occasionally eat a baked potato. However, with Baby Owl I find myself still puking every few days, other days I am good and take the Zofran before I actually puke so I can eat. With this baby I also had almost an entire month of "sick mouth" where I had that gross taste in my mouth that often accompanies being sick. That was not that pleasurable either. These last four days have been miraculous though, and I have felt great all day and have actually had a significant appetite. Tuesday I see the doctor again and am hoping to once again have put on more weight. At my last appointment I practically got a high five from my doctor, she was so excited that I finally put on some weight.
I had grand goals of keeping up with my push ups and planks and even continuing to run after the 10K. But I have barely exercised since then. Nick points out this is the last chance I will have in my life to play the pregnant card when it comes to exercise, so I might as well play it. Ideally I will do some more walking, riding the stationary bike if this whole feeling better isn't just a fluke. My goal is to start exercising as soon as I am cleared and go back to jogging and suspension training. Hopefully next fall I will be doing the 10K again, this time not needing to pay close attention to my heart rate and can go back to my original goal of running ten minute miles. This is, though, while trying to balance two kids instead of just one. Our minds are still reeling at the craziness that will be our lives come the end of April. That being said, we are very excited to welcome Baby Owl into our lives!
We call the baby Baby Owl. Lilly of course initiated this nickname. Nick picked Lilly up from day care when I had an appointment and she mentioned that I was having a baby owl. Since then we've called the baby Baby Owl. We are pretty sure Lilly understands at this point that it isn't actually going to be an owl. She is very excited to be a big sister; her concept of what it is actually going to be like is probably totally skewed, but we're hopeful that she will be a caring big sister. She treats her dolls exceptionally well (while she's playing with them, when she's done she often chucks them off to the side) so we're hoping some of this compassion and caring transfers over to the baby (the chucking of the baby, clearly we prefer not to carry on). Our fingers are crossed.
In terms of the pregnancy itself, I started out hopeful that I wasn't going to be as sick with this one as I was with Lilly. Unfortunately that didn't turn out to be the case. I quickly was prescribed Zofran (a miracle anti-nausea medication), so didn't lose as much weight as I did with Lilly, nor did I spend two weeks on the couch so tired all I could do was watch Netflix, sleep, and occasionally eat a baked potato. However, with Baby Owl I find myself still puking every few days, other days I am good and take the Zofran before I actually puke so I can eat. With this baby I also had almost an entire month of "sick mouth" where I had that gross taste in my mouth that often accompanies being sick. That was not that pleasurable either. These last four days have been miraculous though, and I have felt great all day and have actually had a significant appetite. Tuesday I see the doctor again and am hoping to once again have put on more weight. At my last appointment I practically got a high five from my doctor, she was so excited that I finally put on some weight.
I had grand goals of keeping up with my push ups and planks and even continuing to run after the 10K. But I have barely exercised since then. Nick points out this is the last chance I will have in my life to play the pregnant card when it comes to exercise, so I might as well play it. Ideally I will do some more walking, riding the stationary bike if this whole feeling better isn't just a fluke. My goal is to start exercising as soon as I am cleared and go back to jogging and suspension training. Hopefully next fall I will be doing the 10K again, this time not needing to pay close attention to my heart rate and can go back to my original goal of running ten minute miles. This is, though, while trying to balance two kids instead of just one. Our minds are still reeling at the craziness that will be our lives come the end of April. That being said, we are very excited to welcome Baby Owl into our lives!
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