Sorry, everyone! It's been forever since I've posted anything on here. A LOT has happened since then, to say the least, and I haven't had the time/thought/energy to write it all down. Therefore, I'll be updating my blog through a few posts, to break it up in more manageable times for me to type.
So... reading that my last post was in March- Holy cow! Where do we start?
Well, all who follow me on here are also my friends on Facebook, but in case you didn't know, we're expecting baby #2- a boy!
This pregnancy has been full of emotions. And sorry, this post will most likely reflect that aspect of me- just a warning. Seriously, I have been an emotional crazy lady practically ever since I became pregnant. My poor hubby! He's been the best at being patient with me and my many "moods," and also when it's time to tell me I need to chill out. He's the one that keeps me from going off the tracks of the crazy train- for real. I love him so much!
First thing I had to learn to cope with is the excessive amount of exhaustion I felt this time around. Not only during the first and now my third trimester, but I never really got a break and got my energy back in the second trimester either. Often I felt/feel bad for Kayelee girl because I can't be the fun mommy that takes her lots of places and plays with her a lot at home or even those places we do go to. But, I try to not beat myself up for it too much. I have to be realistic. I am pregnant, after all- and have been through the whole summer. I can't be superwoman, hehe.
Then came/still comes the realization that we're having another child, and that child will be a boy. This baby was planned and we prayed about it and felt it was the right time to have a second child, but there are still those moments when I freak out for a second thinking, "What on earth did we do?! How can I/we handle another kid??" But then I feel the reaffirmation that this is all in God's plan and He will help us learn, by and by, through it all.
The part of us having a boy came as a shock to me. I mean, I sorta had a feeling this one would be a boy, and Jonald has been dying to have a boy so he can have his own little basketball buddy. But, I have no clue how to raise a boy. With Kayelee, I've learned to love her dresses, bows, little cute shoes, putting her hair up in pigtails, and her sweet disgust of anything crawling (she will say in her high-pitched voice, "EEEW! ANT" or "EEEW! Fly! Shoo, fly!"). Now, I guess I'll have to learn to love all the things this boy will love, too. I hope I'll be patient with him and love him for his own personality, just as I have learned/still learning to do with Kayelee.
Now that I'm in my third trimester, I'm not sure if I want to have this whole pregnancy thing to be over with and see my baby boy already, or whether I'm more afraid of the transition from one child to two that sometimes makes me want to deal with the pains/uncomfortable things I'm dealing with now and stay pregnant forever (obviously not physically possible- but is that weird to say? Ah, who cares.)
Other than that, there was that whole "Ah, I'll be fine traveling to the Philippines at 6 months pregnant by myself with Kayelee and coming back with her Jonald at 7 months pregnant" thing. Haha, don't worry, I will get to that in another post.
