Disclaimer: I am in no way complaining about the ability to get pregnant. That is such a blessing. I am simply telling my story and the emotions I have felt while being pregnant.
Can I just say being pregnant is hard!! I am not one of those people that walks around loving life when I am pregnant. It is weird, exhausting, gross, and uncomfortable. I am on my second pregnancy and I can tell you that pregnancies can be wildly different even with the same person.
When I was pregnant with Abigail, my first trimester and about half way through my second trimester was ROUGH. I threw up most days sometimes multiple times a day, I had food aversion, I didn’t want to talk to anyone, my emotions were high, I cried a lot more than usual, I felt alone (I had plenty of people around, it was just an inner feeling of loneliness), I felt misunderstood and unproductive. Let’s just say I had no idea what hit me. I have always been a confident, happy, energetic person and, so this took a toll on my emotional and mental state.
About half way through my second trimester I started to come out of my funk and the sickness subsided. I finally started to feel more like myself. Waylon and I took a trip to Seattle and that trip is still one of my favorite memories. It was so much fun! When my third trimester hit I got really bad acid re-flux and heartburn, but I still felt pretty good which was a blessing because we ended up needing to travel down to UT 3 separate times! The first was for my brother in laws wedding, the second was for my grandpas funeral, and the third was for my sisters wedding. We were living with my parents at the time in Spokane, WA, so it was about a 11 hour drive to get down there. I felt pretty good for the first 2. But my sisters wedding was about 3 weeks before I was due and that was pretty rough. That was the point when everything started hurting and everything was swollen. It took me forever to even find a decent pair of shoes that would fit for my sisters wedding. But I found some!
After we returned from Utah that last time I tried absolutely everything to get that baby to come. I walked up and down the stairs over and over, I did squats, I googled ways to make a baby come faster and tried most of them. I was just tired and frankly done with being pregnant, so my doctor told me I could get induced a week before my due date if I wanted to. My husband suggested we waited till my due date and I know I should so I grudgingly agreed. My due date came and went and the very next morning I went in to get induced. Abigail was then born on August 17th, 2017 at 9:53pm. She weighed 8lbs 8oz and was 20 inches long.
Now this pregnancy is an entirely different story. I want lots of babies so I knew I wanted to get pregnant, but I was scared of having the same experience as last time while having to take care of Abigail. I wasn’t sure how I was going to do it without being the worst mom. Luckily my first and second trimester went amazing! I had acid re-flux pretty bad and I was tired, but that was about the extent of it. It was such a blessing. Once my third trimester hit things started going more down hill. I started have severe sciatica pain, some days it would paralyze me. I also started having back pain and leg pain and this baby kicks a heck of a lot more than Abigail ever did. It is hard to chase Abigail around some days, but luckily my husband has been able to help a lot while he finishes up school.
I would take the second pregnancy over the first any day, but pregnancy is just hard. Anytime I see someone else that is pregnant I am so empathetic and want to help in anyway I can because I know how hard it was for me. But I am so grateful to be able to bring these beautiful babies into this world and cannot wait for Baby Presley to make her arrival in just over a month!