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Second Trimester

15 Weeks

I’m at a weird stage in pregnancy. I guess you could call it a good stage, though. My nausea has pretty much subsided to a manageable level, and I was actually able to wean off the medication that I was on until 22 weeks with G. It came on harder, faster and way worse than previous pregnancies, but didn’t stick around as long, so I’ll take that. I do still feel off every day, with something or other just not making me feel 100% well. It’s fairly common for me in pregnancy, though, so that’s not too bad either. I’m still a bit too early to feel the baby moving yet, and I’m really not that big, so I’m in that in between space where I could forget that I’m pregnant. All of the symptoms I have are odd, and related to pregnancy, but don’t make me feel pregnant. I’m starving but nothing tastes good and almost everything upsets my stomach. I’m exhausted all the time and take lots of naps, but I have major insomnia in the middle of the night. Etc, Etc.

Given that I know this is my last pregnancy, I’m trying to savor it – although how much can you really savor getting sick? It’s a little hard, since a lot of the enjoyable parts of being pregnant can’t really happen this time. As odd as it sounds, I like knowing that I’ll always get a seat on the T. I like being able to walk around Boston on my lunch break and get whatever I’m craving. And I love the random looks and comments (well most of them) that only a pregnant person gets. Maybe things will change before baby comes, but until then I’ll try and find new things to enjoy..

We still haven’t sat the kids down to tell them that this baby is coming, mostly because I’m not sure they’ll understand at this point. Maybe when I’m bigger and they can see that something is growing in there. We’ve continued to just bring “baby” up in conversations when appropriate, and E mostly talks about our baby often. G might be psychic, though. Every day when we wake him up, he’ll point to the empty corner of his room, and say “Too loud! So loud!” and tell us that something was keeping him up all night and was so noisy over there. He’s even woken up crying in the middle of the night and just points to the empty wall. It’s an exterior wall, 3 stories up, with nothing over there, yet he’s insistent that something in that space is keeping him awake.

Ghosts? Maybe.

Except the exact place that he’s pointing? It’s exactly where the new baby’s crib will eventually go…


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