Creeping Along

Well, here we are sitting at a little over 13 weeks pregnant, and things are going painfully slow. It seems odd to me, because the days and weeks of my rotations are flying by, but this pregnancy seems to be taking forever. I frequently have to remind myself that we found out so much sooner this time, and it'll probably be that way if we decide to have any more little rascals.

So now that the 13 week mark has come and gone, I guess we can officially call Baby G a second trimester baby. This obviously makes me happy, since most pregnancies that will fail usually do so in the first 12 weeks. Without any noted problems, baby G is 90-97% likely to continue being alive and ok from this point on. With that being said, we have remarkably little to talk about up to this point. We started Aryn's blog at 24 weeks last time, right in the middle of all the crazy things happening. This time, we started much earlier and have little to report thus far. The biggest thing of note so far is Amber's continuing nausea. With Aryn, Amber had a few days of nausea that ended pretty much by the early part of the first trimester. So far this time, Amber has been sick almost every morning and night for the duration of this pregnancy. This continues even now, and we're starting to wonder if Baby G is going to make Amber sick the whole pregnancy.

It's truly amazing how different each pregnancy really can be. I would say that Amber began having Braxson-Hicks contractions at about 20 weeks last time. For those that don't know, these are small contractions that help the uterus get ready for the big boys that come later. We were riding to the Outlets today and Amber said she thinks she got a BH contraction. Pretty crazy huh? Another thing of note is that Amber is thinking Baby G is a boy. While some mothers are wrong in these predictions, many are sure from the start and end up being right. Our new OB Dr. Ruzics is thinking it might be a boy as well. Apparently, if you have differing symptoms and feelings from one pregnancy to the next, it can often signify a different sex in the baby. So we'll let you know in a couple weeks if that tale is true. Other than that, I'll give some updates as things happen, and keep Amber in your prayers as we continue along with Baby G's pregnancy. More to come....

Somebody Save Me

So it's been a little while since my first blog posting of the new pregnancy, and I know you've all been clamoring for more news from our lives. As of today, we are 12 weeks pregnant, and just entering into the second trimester. This time around, everything feels like it's going so much slower than the last time around. Maybe it's because we found out earlier this time, and actually have Aryn to keep us busy. Maybe it's also the fact that it's our second pregnancy, and not much of anything has happened yet. The baby isn't going to move and have its sex known for 6-8 more weeks. We also started this blog much much later last time, so there was so much more to write about and share with you all. However, there is one thing I can share that is different this time around.

Has anyone reading this blog ever seen the movie "Raiders of the Lost Ark"? This is the first Indiana Jones movie and involves the Germans trying to use the Ark of the Covenant as a weapon during the second world war. One scene in particular that comes to my mind occurs at the end of the movie. As the Germans open the Ark of the Covenant and look inside, a floating apparition suddenly turns to Death and kills the Germans. A similar scene happens in the show Scrubs when JD sees into Carla's soul and it melts his face off. In the Indiana Jones movie, looking at the face of God causes the German's faces to melt off and explode. I feel like this is what's been happening to me on a daily basis for the last couple weeks. How might my face be melting off you may ask? I'll explain....

First off, let's proceed with the understanding that I love my wife very much. In fact, I would call her one of the finest and most beautiful human beings I have ever met, with no bias at all. With that said, let me explain how she is melting my face off several times per day. Starting about six weeks ago, Amber has been cursed with the worst farts any human has ever smelled. I kid you not, this gas is like nothing ever produced on Earth. It's like a combination of feces, sewage and unshowered homeless man. I've often joked that anytime Amber wants to punish me or get back at me for making fun of her shoes, all she has to do is pass gas anywhere near me. Seriously, this gas is like an oppressive blanket that wraps itself around you and won't let go. Alas, I think this gas might really be the end of me. At any rate, that is one thing that is completely different from last time. While some gas was present last time, the severity and quantity were not. Whatever happens, we'll keep on truckin' and keep everyone updated as we learn more stuff. More to come.........

oops, we did it again!

So, yes it's true. We are indeed pregnant again. We found out on a Friday after 3 more double-lined pregnancy tests. Afterwards, we went to Applebees for dinner. I told Robby we were pregnant with Aryn on a Friday and then celebrated at Applebees for dinner so I guess this is a tradition that we have started.
You know, just on a side note, I love how men say "we are pregnant". They don't experience the desire to eat everything in sight, the embarassment of flatulence that can actually melt your skin, or even the constant increase in pant size. I guess it's their way of feeling involved. I'll let him continue saying it:)
I would say that most people we know are aware of Baby G's existence in my womb and almost 100% of those had the same reaction. It goes something like this, " Oh wow, were you planning this...congratulations!" Notice the congratulations in secondary to the shock! It's alright though. We realize that having 2 kids 15 months apart will be challenging and even though Baby G was certainly planned, he/she wasn't planned so soon. Funny how that happens. I stopped taking my birth control in December because I kept forgetting to take the pills and it was literally making my hair fall out. So, I figured it would take a few months for the pill to get out of my system. Um wrong. Apparently, my eggs were lined up discussing amongst themselves who would be the lucky one this time. Hey, there's a lot of people out there that can't have children. Robby and I are very fortunate to be such fertile people :)
So, as of today I am 10 weeks along and feeling pretty good. I'm much more nauseous with this pregnancy, although I haven't thrown up. This makes me think it's a boy. I'll be honest here. I hope it is a boy. Only because I already have a girl. But if it is a girl, I will be equally as happy. Not only because it's my child and I'll love him/her regardless but because I never had a sister and always wanted one and I would be able to live vicariously through Aryn. If it's a boy, then I'm excited to dress him in khaki pants and argile sweaters! But only time will tell. For now, I am going to just concentrate on making sure I get enough to eat :)