Yay for the BIG 3-0!
This week, I think it is safe to say, that my morning sickness has returned.
Luckily after a quick throwup in the mornings, a nice breakfast with a half a zofran. I'm feeling much better.
Or at least good enough to make it through the day having a little fun:)
I've also been increasingly tired.
Some nights I sleep 10 hours, take a 2 hour nap in the middle of the day, yet still feel like I haven't slept in days.
But that's how it goes right?!
One thing I absolutely love is how active our little one is.
She is moving all the time!
Luckily she seems to calm down at night so she isn't keeping me up.
Yet...:)
This pregnancy has been extremely hard on me physically, mentally, and emotionally.
Definitely a lot harder than Olivia's was.
During my entire pregnancy with Olivia I received constant comments on how small I was and how I was going to have a small baby and blah blah.
Then, it just made me mad.
But the same thing has happened with this pregnancy and I'm not going to lie I feel like I've let what people say affect me much more than I should.
I've been told that I'm unhealthy, the baby is going to be unhealthy, that the reason Clara's been measuring small is because I don't eat enough.
And I'm sick of it.
It's not so much the actual comments that get to me but the fact that by them saying them they are implying that I'm not being a good mom or something.
And that I care more about how I look rather than the health of my baby.
It's extremely hurtful and has been something that I've really had to work through.
My doctor has told me numerous times that I am perfectly healthy, that our baby is perfectly healthy.
And that yes, I carry my babies different than most but that doesn't matter.
I've gained the recommended weight and definitely do everything I can to take care of myself and the baby.
I try to remember that and not let what people say get to me.
It's hard, but I've come to realize that those comments come from people that don't know me well, well enough to make such judgements.
And so after a lot of anger and tears I've decided that people can talk, they will talk but that doesn't matter.
I instead want to focus my attention on this precious blessing we're about to receive.
I couldn't be more excited to meet my sweet girl and to have the special honor of being her mom.
It's such an incredible feeling to know that Heavenly Father is trusting us with another one of His special daughters to love and cherish forever.
Our family is truly blessed.
So here's to 10 more weeks.
Maybe a little less:)
Or at least good enough to make it through the day having a little fun:)
I've also been increasingly tired.
Some nights I sleep 10 hours, take a 2 hour nap in the middle of the day, yet still feel like I haven't slept in days.
But that's how it goes right?!
One thing I absolutely love is how active our little one is.
She is moving all the time!
Luckily she seems to calm down at night so she isn't keeping me up.
Yet...:)
This pregnancy has been extremely hard on me physically, mentally, and emotionally.
Definitely a lot harder than Olivia's was.
During my entire pregnancy with Olivia I received constant comments on how small I was and how I was going to have a small baby and blah blah.
Then, it just made me mad.
But the same thing has happened with this pregnancy and I'm not going to lie I feel like I've let what people say affect me much more than I should.
I've been told that I'm unhealthy, the baby is going to be unhealthy, that the reason Clara's been measuring small is because I don't eat enough.
And I'm sick of it.
It's not so much the actual comments that get to me but the fact that by them saying them they are implying that I'm not being a good mom or something.
And that I care more about how I look rather than the health of my baby.
It's extremely hurtful and has been something that I've really had to work through.
My doctor has told me numerous times that I am perfectly healthy, that our baby is perfectly healthy.
And that yes, I carry my babies different than most but that doesn't matter.
I've gained the recommended weight and definitely do everything I can to take care of myself and the baby.
I try to remember that and not let what people say get to me.
It's hard, but I've come to realize that those comments come from people that don't know me well, well enough to make such judgements.
And so after a lot of anger and tears I've decided that people can talk, they will talk but that doesn't matter.
I instead want to focus my attention on this precious blessing we're about to receive.
I couldn't be more excited to meet my sweet girl and to have the special honor of being her mom.
It's such an incredible feeling to know that Heavenly Father is trusting us with another one of His special daughters to love and cherish forever.
Our family is truly blessed.
So here's to 10 more weeks.
Maybe a little less:)
We were able to see our baby girl again last week.
She's so perfect I can hardly stand it!
She is still measuring small...in the 15th percentile. And her stomach is measuring in the 5th.
She is weighing in at a whopping 2 pounds 3 ounces.
None of this is concerning yet, but they would like to continue watching her closely and make sure she is still growing and receiving enough nutrients from the placenta.
My doctor said that sometimes placentas get to a certain point where they stop providing adequate nutrients to the baby.
And that this happens whether or not I'm eating 1000 or 10000 calories a day.
And so there will be more ultrasounds in the future which is perfectly fine with me!
This exact same thing happened with Olivia and I ended up having to be induced at 37 weeks.
So that puts us just 7 short weeks away from meeting our baby.
If she follows in her sister's footsteps:)
We'll see..but for now I've got to finish her baby blankets and burp cloths!
Oh and sorry about the venting.
This is my journal and I want to remember those kinds of things.
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