Today marks the beginning of the second half of this pregnancy. As someone who was told that becoming pregnant was very unlikely, I am still in shock that this, my first and only, pregnancy is still happening.
The first two months were the roughest. Hardly a minute went by that I wasn’t suffering from morning sickness or extreme exhaustion, not to mention that the asthma was yet undiagnosed. I could not have made it through that rough patch without my dear husband. His company decided to close his office in Reston, and so he has been working from home everyday. Truly, this became a blessing. Wren would play in his home office while I was resting. The two of them have this bond that otherwise wouldn’t have existed.
My energy returned in the third month, and Wren and I enjoyed exploring the outdoors together. The morning sickness continued into the third month, but it tapered down a bit in the fourth month. I still feel nausea from time to time, but I am grateful that I can keep my food down. Although the number on the scale has remained constant, my belly is growing. I’ve been in maternity clothes for eight weeks or so. My new wardrobe is limited, but I feel that I can handle any occasion. (I am still looking for a maternity swimsuit, though.)
I was unable to travel in February and March, so I took advantage of my good health during the first part of the second trimester to visit family in Ohio and dear friends in North Carolina. Each trip wore me out, and I’m recognizing I still need to take it easy.
I only have three big trips left before September. We are going on vacation in June. Although I will be in my third trimester, my OB says I am allowed to go. I am so very much looking forward to the beach. My family is planning a 50th wedding celebration for my parents, and I very much want to be a part of that. Lastly, I want to visit my husband’s family. Summer is when his folks return North, and the family gathers at their house for good food and fun.
I am also looking ahead to the short-term. On Friday, I go in for the second ultrasound. This is when I will find out if I am carrying a boy or a girl. I’m hosting a tea party this Saturday, and I am excited to hide clues that will reveal the gender.
And then we wait another 20 weeks.