Mum's the Word

It is sooooooooo hard not to tell people.

Was waiting with Erin while Tim and Mike put in Bridget's car seat for 20 minutes after volleyball. Talking about her symptoms and I just wanted to say I AM RIGHT THERE WITH YOU! Well, not really and thankfully - no gagging, yet.

Day 2

It's all I can think about, in this order:
I can't believe it happened just like THAT.
Oh God, we have to move.
Oh God, I must be insane.

How could I so immediately be scared of what I wanted?

I know it will pass. Just need to find some cute baby pictures to stare at. And remember that we didn't have a clue how we'd do it with Matthew, either.

Week 4
Physical: A little nauseous, stuffy, still achy from golf.
Mental: It's sinking in.

Oh.My.God.

I took two tests today ...

And I passed. Twice. It's official - we're having number two!

The above was taken a short 24 hours after this one of the same smiley girl below.

Course here, I had no clue. Mike captured me in Pana, IL, where we celebrated our 6th anniversary with a one night trip to Oak Terrace Resort. Where we blissfully played 18 holes of golf, had three glasses of wine/martinis (me and Mike respectively), a giant and peaceful dinner - and never once considered that we had a freeloader on this trip.

Mark and Kim had kindly taken Matthew for the weekend. We had commented on how unaccustomed - and welcome - this brief freedom felt.

So, that's the end of all THAT.

I created this new blog to specifically talk about what I anticipate to be the, er, unique challenges of a second pregnancy while working a full time (heavy full time) job while raising a toddler, attempting to be a wife and dog/dog/cat owner...and maintain just a tiny bit of myself, too.

I thought I'd also use it to chart daily or at least weekly how I'm feeling and what's happening with the pregnancy. So to kick it off:

4 weeks
Physical: Not nauseous, maybe a little tired, starting a cold with a sore throat and some congestion.
Mental: A LITTLE FREAKED OUT.
Notes: I took a three hour nap today. BEFORE I knew. I will be prone to headgames now that I know (aka my snappishness to Mike about why the hell it's so g.d. hot in this house tonight). But that nap was pre-testing. So I'm hoping that was a result of the lack of sleep we got last night from that crazy hotel mattress...and not a sign of the tiredness to come - that bone crushing first trimester tiredness - that I know is coming.

Not that I'm not excited and thrilled, because I am. And I know we're blessed.