I'm definitely pregnant this time around. Funny that; I had almost no worries of another miscarriage, because:
- I felt sick as a dog from 6 weeks
- I was so tired that I would have the same sleep hours as my toddler
- I have dark blotches below my mouth
- I have very sore boobs
- I have a few other pregnancy related things that are TMI
None of which I had in the pregnancy I miscarried. So while I was moaning that I really had enough of this stupid all day sickness that made yet another holiday a misery (how do I always manage to fit the worst of 1st trimester pregnancy into a rare holiday? First honeymoon, now our first holiday as a family), I rejoiced in it being a good sign.
But really hormones, you may give me a break now. I'm officially 2nd trimester now and would like to get on with things. For example, I have a couple of hats to knit, one already very late, and lots more for this baby who will need lots of warm stuff for his/her first winter. It's no good that I collapse at 8pm until the following day. I can do the sickness, I hat this tiredness with a passion. I mean, if I can't even pick up my knitting needles, something is seriously wrong. I've been tagged in the blogosphere, and have lots of posts in my head, lots of lovely photos to share, yet no energy to do so. I'm pleased if I can even get the energy to switch on the TV (I often don't). And yes, I know that lots of people get it much worse than me. So I'm not really complaining, just saying.
I'm guessing this one must be a boy, because with Cubling, I wasn't sick or tired beyond 10 weeks.
I'm pleased to say though that this baby is a real gig goer. So far, it's bred on a diet of
as well as:
and provided we find a babysitter, this will be next taste of seriously good music:
For tonight though, my bed is calling yet again.