(Early) Second Trimester.

My second trimester has started off, lets say interesting.  There are already pros and cons even though I'm only a month or so in. Seriously, its going to be a long pregnancy. Be forewarned, this post might be just a lot of complaining, I have to vent somewhere.

 I will not even try to sugar coat this; I hate being pregnant.  It is miserable, exhausting, and frustrating. I feel bad saying this because I know there are women who want to be pregnant more than anything (that was me only a few months ago). But honestly, its the worst thing ever and I cannot wait until its over.

 My sickness has definitely decreased, I've traded constant nausea and vomiting for acid reflux but its a lot more manageable, just pass me the TUMS.

 The most exciting thing so far was finding out the genders of "Baby A" and "Baby B" and finally being able to put names to the cute little faces I see on all of my ultrasounds!
In case you were curious, yes we found out the genders really early! Baby A is our little boy, and we knew his gender at 12 weeks (its hard to hide the little boy parts, not to mention he's not shy...at all).
Also at 12 weeks our Maternal-Fetal Specialist thought Baby B was a girl but thanks to the umbilical cord being in the way we couldnt tell quite yet,it actually took a few ultrasounds and at 16 weeks Baby B finally showed us her goods and gave the confirmation we were looking for- "Its a girl!"

 We are both really excited to be welcoming a baby girl and a baby boy into our family, the best of both worlds right?

 My pregnancy brain is kicking in pretty hardcore sometimes, I forget how to do my job sometimes , I forget to bring my puppies inside at night (until they start barking), I'm misplacing things all the time...and the list goes on.
 And the hormones, those have finally decided to arrive and affect my emotions. I cry over nothing, worry that I'm going to be a terrible mom-which makes me cry even more, I've yelled at Daniel over things that I've done wrong (sorry babe), and get annoyed of things way easier than I have in the past.  I'm just an emotional roller coaster over here, and I can't really do much about.

 My heart beats SO hard trying to get blood to my babies, it freaks me out and sometimes I really think I'm going to have a heart attack its beating so hard!

 I'm gaining weight like no one business, averaging a pound a week from week 1, so that'll give you an idea how much I've gained.  My doctor says I'm right on track though, so I guess there's nothing to worry about except maybe the fact that I'm gaining a pound a week and am having anxiety about it! Basically, I'm going to be freaking huge by the end of this.

  With the weight gain, it has to go somewhere and that somewhere is my belly! My belly started poking out a teeny bit around 11 weeks, around 15 weeks it was just a teeny bit bigger...then 16 weeks hit and I have tripled in size since last week. These babies are growing like weeds!  It honestly TERRIFIES me to know I am growing 2 babies, but there's no turning back now- this is happening!

  With the growing belly comes some slight problems. First off my pants (and even some of my leggings) no longer fit and I have officially graduated into maternity pants. Honestly though, they are the most comfortable things ever, I should've started wearing these weeks ago!
The next little problem, is round ligament pain, which is seriously PAINFUL, just think extreme growing pains in the bottom part of your abdomen...its not fun!  I can't do much to make it go away other than sleep it out.

 I feel like I eat a lot, an extra 500 calories/day seems like a lot of food for me at times, especially since my stomach feels tiny and can't hold anything!  I have some minor food cravings;  I notice I crave both spicy foods and really sweet foods (chocolate). This may be due to the fact that I'm growing babies of opposite genders and they both want their momma to eat different things....I'm just going with that story.  The bad thing is everything spicy & chocolate kicks up my acid reflux and makes me feel like garbage. Thanks babies, thanks.


 Overall although I am having a miserable time being pregnant, I could not be more grateful for the opportunity to finally be a mom. For a while there I thought I would never get pregnant and that I was being punished for placing a baby for adoption when I was younger. We are not religious people but I know our families and some friends were praying for us to get pregnant, and who knows; maybe those prayers were what helped?