2nd Trimester

According to some of my books, today marks the first day of the 2nd trimester for me. I'm pretty excited and hope to see some of the relief that all of the experts promise come with this milestone.

For those that have been out of the loop, I have had pretty miserable morning sickness for the last 7 weeks of this pregnancy. I'd lost some weight, but not enough to concern the doctors and am glad to have been spared from having to take any medication for it. I did try every homeopathic remedy known to man: ginger in every form, crackers of all sorts, motion sickness bands, B12, peppermint, seriously you name it and I tried it. Some things worked for a short while and others didn't work at all. I have been feeling nauseous much less the last few days and haven't actually gotten sick since last week. I am still exhausted, but find that I can push myself a little more than I used to be able to.

Yesterday was a pretty big day for me. The start of "pregnancy brain" came when after brushing my teeth I spit my toothpaste into the bathroom drawer rather than into the sink. I then proceeded to laugh at myself so hard I nearly peed my pants! I went to the gym again for the first time in about 6 or 7 weeks and felt pretty good about it. My heart rate gets going a lot faster with a lot less effort which I'm sure is a combination of the increased blood volume and not having worked out in so long. I don't feel sore today and plan to go again this afternoon if I'm feeling up to it. It's very important to me that I stay as active as possible throughout the pregnancy. I hope to be able to start walking Copper again soon now that the smell of everyone in the neighborhood cooking dinner hopefully won't make me quite so sick. I intend to get a prenatal yoga video to do at home when the road and weather conditions prevent me from walking outside.

I have been very blessed in that my job could not be more understanding or supportive of the situation. I have been working from home when I need to and have the ability to make my own hours. With the exception of a few events and meetings, I can take long naps and do what I need to do when I need to do it. All that they care about is that the work gets done and that I put my hours in. When, how and where don't concern them.

Greg has been very busy. He's back in school full time. This will be his last semester at NIC before moving on to LCSC in January. He's been working two part time jobs which keep him out late into the nights. I appreciate the sacrifices he's making for us, I really do, but it's been hard on me because of having so many interruptions in my sleep. I try to go to bed around 10. Greg gets home from work anywhere between 10:45 and midnight depending on the day, so I wake up when he gets home. He usually needs time to wind down and do homework, so he doesn't come to bed until 1:30 or 2:00 am and I wake up then too because it takes him forever to get comfortable. Then we fight over the bed and the covers, his snoring wakes me up at least once more. Oh, and then I wake up again at 5am because I have to use the bathroom. I really would enjoy 6 or more hours of uninterrupted sleep, but I guess this is God's way of preparing me for motherhood.