We’re pregnant! 17 weeks to be exact.
We’re thrilled! And nervous. And thankful. And exhausted!
They say first trimester can be tough…
With our first, I was tired, but didn’t experience the spectrum of symptoms that can plague the first trimester. Thankfully!
But the last few months of this year were some of the toughest. Although I’m thankful I wasn’t throwing up, queazy waves would hit. It was a struggle just to hold my head up off the table almost every day. I wanted to go to bed before our toddler… every… night.
But there’s no rest for parents of a 5am riser…
I probably cancelled or rescheduled more plans in the last few months than I have in the last few YEARS.
But what shocked me the most was the emotional rollercoaster. Tears came quick and easy. I cried over touching radio ads, foreign news, music, dropped sippy cups, and crackers crushed into the floor.
Sometimes the thought of laundry was enough to make me a sobbing mess.
And don’t ask me where my patience went. It just vanished into thin air.
My poor husband. So patient. So persevering.
Thankfully, all these wild symptoms passed as 1st trimester did. And just in time to enjoy the Christmas season!
When I share this with people, I often hear “I can’t picture you like that!” …but let me assure you I am a flawed human being.
So – for all the women and families of tough trimesters, you’re not alone. And you’re not crazy. You’re pregnant.
You might even have it far worse than I did, I know my story is just the tip of the iceberg!
Thank you to our friends and family who understand and stepped in the gap when we needed you. The meals. The childcare. The love.
Parenthood takes more than just a parent, and I’m SO thankful for the gift of carrying this NEW child.
Here’s to a 2018 that brings joy, uncertainty, challenge and hope.