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You know how they say that no two babies are alike? Well this baby is blazing her own trail even in the womb. I thought I knew pregnancy… this one has a whole new batch of symptoms.
Certain songs make me nauseous.
I would say I’m 95% over the first trimester nausea. But when I hear a handful of songs that played constantly during those few months, it brings me right back. Weird, huh? I’m kinda hoping that ends after I have the baby, otherwise I’m going to have to spend the rest of my life avoiding “Royals”.
I have to eat every two hours or my body panics.
And not just any food, folks. It has to be full of protein. Obviously, this makes sense– I’m growing a person after all–but it has made for some interesting moments when I get busy and forget to eat a snack. I find myself sitting on the kitchen floor, pounding greek yogurt and waiting for the room to stop spinning.
Crazy vivid. I can remember them in detail and tell Sean so he can marvel at my crazy pregnant brain too. The other morning he just responded with, “I think you need to stop drinking heavily before bed.”
(that was sarcasm, for those literal readers)
I’ve become like an infant, with my days and nights mixed up.
With my last pregnancy, I wasn’t working for the last month. Nice, I know. I spend my days going for pregnancy-inducing walks and my nights searching online for playgroups. (I was super excited to be a SAHM) (also, Meetup.com is a great site for that sort of thing) I remember my mom warning me to get my rest, but it’s so hard to sleep with that amount of anticipation. This pregnancy, I’m also heading into insomnia territory. Between my growing shape, the insane snoring, and the bizarre dreams, my sleep is far from quality. Better get used to it, I guess.
Speaking of snoring, oh my kleenex!
The amount of tissues I’ve been going through is insane. According to google, pregnant women produce more mucus in their noses (yum), and it’s known as pregnancy rhinitis. I basically have to take a break every hour to pee and blow my nose. The maintenance of pregnant life.
On the upside, I had a nice moment yesterday. It’s been a tough week, and I’ve felt my lovely second trimester energy slipping through my fingers.
But yesterday the baby’s room dresser was delivered, and we went into hyper-organize mode. We moved all of A’s toys from our third bedroom into her bedroom, and had a talk with her about how her former playroom was now becoming the baby’s room. (Sorry kid) The good news, she took all these changes surprisingly well.
I’m hoping her age will help her to be mature about all of it. (or so help us God…) Soon after the baby is born, she’ll be in kindergarten, so I’m hoping that will help her to feel special in her own way.
I think between the two pregnancies, I’ve experienced every symptom in the book. So tell me, what weird symptoms did you have? Was it a smooth ride all nine months?