I hate needles SO of course I opted to wait a day.
I thought my morning sickness was gone. I was wrong. I went a whole week eating everything I wanted with no problem. Yesterday I started feeling crummy again. I plan on just napping a lot today. It's rainy and gloomy outside plus you can't feel yucky if you're asleep.
I cry a lot. A lot more than I cried with Noah. I cry probably ever night. Always over something dumb.
I'm mean. I know I'm being ridiculous but somehow I can't stop the words from coming out of my mouth. Joey has been amazing at dealing with the new and weird me. CRAP! I think I might cry now thinking about how nice he's been when I've been so awful.... He does the laundry. He does the dishes. He makes sure Noah takes a bath and gets in bed. All while I lay on the couch and try to feel a little better.
Noah likes to touch my tummy and say he can feel the baby. I don't have the heart to tell him that no...that is just fat.
When I was pregnant with Noah my nose was always in a baby book of some kind. This time around I think I've picked up my What to Expect book maybe twice. It's not that I don't care. I've just done this before and I really don't have that many questions. I also wanted things to rush by with Noah. I couldn't wait for the next milestone and then the next. Now I'm more relaxed about everything. Everything will happen when it happens.