Awake Again

It's 3:20 in the morning and I've been up since about 2:45, sick again. I was up at 11 and made the last post and figured I should post when I'm awake if for no other reason than to keep track. I didn't keep down what I first tried to have at 2:45 so I'm trying again with cottage cheese and fruit. I am so so exhausted and I know I'll be up again at 6, either with Grady or just on my own. Last time around I could nap. This time it's a bit more complicated.
Let's hope I can be back in bed in another 10 minutes or so and stay there.
1/2 bagel
1/2 c cottage cheese
sips of water

Misery!

Note to any mums out there who've been through hyperemesis gravidarum once: it will happen again. Word to the wise: be prepared. Mentally. Because while the first time was rough, the second isn't any easier. I have nothing more to say about it today.

How many more weeks?

I'm really struggling to keep food down and I don't think I've felt 'normal' for longer than 20 minutes for at least a week. The timing of this pregnancy is somewhat convenient because I can review the last one nearly to the day and see how I was feeling. This is both good and bad, since I now see that the month of February will go by pretty much without me being productive in any way. Thank goodness I am able to have help with Grady because I would probably be showing him Elmo dvds back to back for 8 hours a day if I were alone with him.

Officially, please do not ever ever let me entertain the idea of doing this a third time. I am so glad I'm able to have children and so far the one I have is a healthy, joyful, charming and all-around #1 guy (just like his dad) but this has to be my final one. I never imagined a big brood or fielding a soccer team with my family, and I don't believe that I need to have many children to spread a certain faith or take care of the chores around the house/farm. I simply cannot imagine being this incapacitated again, with two others to care for. Grady will have a sibling. We could adopt more, but this is the end for me. ((Sorry Grandmas))

Redux

That's right, we're back on the queasy roller coaster of morning sickness and general misery. Today is the start of week 7 for our #2 and final. Don't let me even entertain the thought of a #3 after this, since "every pregnancy is different" but all mine seem to be the same.

We haven't told many people so if you're reading this you may be in the know, or maybe you're very sneaky, or just happened to stumble upon this post. We felt that it was important for my sister, who is 39 weeks pregnant, to have the baby spotlight to herself for a bit longer, at least until her little one arrives and the pregnancy glow from her face is replaced by sleeplessness.

Regardless, we're happy we have a new little bundle for Grady and Pattie to play with in September. Ironically enough, Grady might have to share his birthday.... due date is Sept 18!