As promised, I will explain why I have been posting emotional hard-on-myself blog posts lately. Oh, and also I will explain why I haven't been posting as many. And why there are piles of laundry all over my house. And why all I want to do is eat everything within my reach.
Can anyone say morning (noon and night) sickness? Can anyone say first trimester fatigue?
Congratulations, Self, you're pregnant!
Yup, I was waiting to hear the heartbeat to spill the beans (mmm beans), which I did this morning. I am about 11 weeks along with a lil munchkin, we are so terrified excited to expand our little Beer family trio. Might start a family band.
So, as you know, this toddler phase has been demanding, and noticeably more-so because I want to throw up and fall asleep at the same time at any point of the day. It's like in nature when a predator will attack weakened prey because they are easier to take down, that's what I envision Ave and me like right now. She's the predator (clearly) and I am the weakened prey. Shame on me for ever complaining about being tired during my first pregnancy, because when I was tired the first time around, I would simply lie down and sleep all day. Which I totally took for granted. Now, if I want to lie down,
forgettaboutit (<-I'm from New York so I can say that).
By the way, Troy and I are the most fertile people alive... we literally discussed having another baby and at the end of the conversation I was pregnant. Unbelievable. I did surprise him by putting this shirt on Ave when he got home from work though, he was really surprised and excited :
Note: Baby girl nearly polished off that entire tube of Chapstick in my effort to keep her still to take a picture.
Anyway, that's that. Go easy on me, the last few months have been rough! Kudos to you moms who have been pregnant with young children to tend to. It is nearly impossible!
Moms are SERIOUSLY superheroes. Seriously.
PS. Avery is chasing my dog around trying to feed him a flashcard with an apple ("a-poo") on it. Hilarious.