Week 26 - It's a girl!

Not like we haven't known this for a while, but hey - who has time to blog anymore?

Now we're making the big decisions - choosing the perfect double stroller, deciding between toddler furniture or a new crib, what color should we paint her room, do second babies get a shower? etc...

Growing pains are a constant, yet minor irritation.

Food tastes so much better this time. Althoug a rare steak sounds like rare torture and for some reason brocolli smells like ass.

Week 15 - the waiting is killing me!

The nausea is fading, although meat is still gross. I long for a cold beer - not that I typically drink beer. And none of my clothes fit, but my maternity clothes are still too big. I have a stiff neck. Wahhh.

We cannot wait for our ultrasound. My next appointment is on Valentines Day - we'll be in week 17 by then - and we should schedule the ultrasound then.

If one more person asks if we know what we are having I will scream.

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The baby is fluttering and rolling around. Rick talks to my belly and Zachary gives the new baby kisses. If you ask him if he is a big boy or a baby he says "No, I Zachary."

Week 10 - almost Christmas

There is a special joy in week 10 - the worst morning (noon and night) sickness yet, presents to wrap, a Christmas dinner to prepare for and a pile of maternity clothing as gifts. Still losing weight, but hey, that needed to happen anyways.

So tired...

I should take a nap, then I may have more energy for whining!

It's been 7 weeks

We had our first doctor's appointment yesterday - it's officially official. We have a baby with a heartbeat! And I officially am sick and tired and tired and sick and am definitely tired of being sick. Whine, whine, whine...

I wish this part was over already. It's almost worse being pregnant a second time, cause I know what to expect.

We are hoping for a girl, but will obviously be very excited about a boy too.

It's very different being pregnant and sick in an office situation. It's not like you walk around announcing you're ready to puke, but its also not like you can take a 20 minute break and close your eyes and put your feet up on the couch like I used to when I worked from home.

Zachary is still not sure what "Mommy is having a baby means." When I point to my belly and tell him we are having a baby and it's in Mommy's tummy he shakes his head no and points to himself and says "Zachary is baby," then points to me and says "Mommy." All with a look on his face that says that I am patently crazy not to have realized this by now.

Week 4 - It's a blob!

Just took the test yesterday - I'm pregnant! Woo hooo! Zachary will have a little brother or sister. Rick and I are so excited. Of course this weekend was supposed to be an adult weekend in Gainesville - drinking, carousing and football revelry. Oh well - babies are just as fun. I really hope I don't puke everyday.

We've told our parents and a few friends - and you!