The Cat Is Out Of The Bag

I am pregnant. Right now I am almost 10 weeks along. Our baby is due October 19, 2010. This baby made its presence known to me very early on. Deep down, I have known I was pregnant for almost 8 weeks because my body was telling me way before a test could confirm this baby’s existence. Cody and I saw our little fella on the ultra sound and heard his heat beat for the first time a couple weeks ago however seeing his heartbeat is what made everything official for me.

Cody got the news on Valentine’s Day and the realization that a new little person will join our family in the next few months becomes more real every day. Actually Cody is still saying I just have the flu, but deep down I know there is an excitement that God is blessing us with another child. We are so lucky.

I have gained at least 6-9 lbs already (Yikes!) and burp non –stop. I’m glad this is our second child because with all these sexy side effects I’m not sure Cody will touch me with a 10 foot pole again. Aside from porking up, burping, being ill and exhausted all the time, this little fella has given me a mondo case of pregnancy acne. I guess as long as I am feeling cruddy I know I’m still pregnant.

I am amazed at how quickly the last year and a half have flown by with Case by my side. However time is practically standing still since I found out I am pregnant. Every day is an eternity and I can't imagine how I am going to make it through 9 months of being pregnant. First of all I have been sick as a dog dog dog. I always feel like I am 30 minutes away from throwing up all day every day. Plus I am so exhausted I can barely move. It’s hard to accomplish anything even the smallest tasks. If Case gets more than some cereal thrown on the floor for breakfast he is a lucky man. It’s actually funny, when he runs out of cereal he comes up to me and says “more, more.” Sometimes I feel like I am feeding a pigeon at the park. Case loves my new condition because he is allowed to play with whatever he wants since most of the time I am laying on the floor. As long as he is making noise I can tell where he is in the house and what he is playing with. It’s when things get quite that I am forced from my place on the floor to go and find my little trouble maker.

We are all in for an adventure these next few months and I am ready for our family of 3 to be 4!