My name is Samantha, I'm a 25 year old socialite who doesn't much like just being at home during the week. Derrick (my boyfriend) just turned 30 and we have been together for nearly 8 years now. I'm a stay at home mom to my beautiful daughter Evelyn who was born June 18th 2010. We learned a few weeks back that we are expecting our second child, we are about 9 weeks along and due January 4th 2012 (my dad's birthday!)
Although I loved being pregnant with my daughter, I wasn't exactly prepared to be pregnant again or for the newest addition to our family. Over the past few weeks I've almost become excited for the new baby, every new life is a blessing. But it has been a rollercoaster of emotions... First I was angry and upset, this wasn't how we planned things (obviously nothing goes according to plan, no matter how strict you are with your birth control!). We were going to get married before our next baby, and get financially stable too. I wanted Evelyn out of diapers before our next one... Then I got to sad. Will I have enough love for 2 kids right now? (of course I will, hormones hello.) Then I got to where its fine. It is what it is, and thats just how it is. Now I'm almost excited. Derrick is definitely excited, which helps, but I look forward to Evelyn having a playmate so close in age, it'll be great for her and this new baby.
My symptoms haven't been too much different with this pregnancy, smells still get to me, headaches are common again, and exhaustion is a constant battle. The new thing this time around is that everytime I eat I get this feeling, not that I'm going to throw up, but that if I did I'd feel better. No matter how much or how little I eat I feel like I just ate too much at thanksgiving dinner... Hopefully this will subside soon.
My daughter and I go on many adventures during the week while daddy is working. I intend to blog about those things and the excitement in our lives, as well as pregnancy updates each week (or so). We'll just have to wait and see how things go :)
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