Anyway, back to the topic at hand. We are so, so excited about baby #2. I truly feel blessed and so incredibly thankful to God giving us this sweet little miracle. I was going to be all fun and creative when I told Randy, but I actually just ran to him with the pregnancy test with HUGE eyes and my hand over my mouth. This is what happened when I got pregnant with Landon, except that I was panicking that time. And this time I wasn't. :) Randy said, "Are you sure? You should take another one." So I did. This is also what happened last time. Randy is a little confused about two pink lines. Anyway, Baby Bean and Landon will be about 26 months apart, and I'm so glad they'll be close in age. I know I'll be crazy mama for a bit, but there's no way to get around that one! Well, maybe, I guess - if you hid in the bedroom all day. That doesn't typically help babies, and actually, I guess it does make you crazy mama. Moving on.
This pregnancy hasn't been much different from my pregnancy with Landon, other than the morning sickness being a bit worse - okay, a lot worse. I seem to be a lot more sensitive to smells, and considering that I'm still changing Landon's diapers, that hasn't worked out so well for either of us. Thankfully, little man doesn't seem to bothered when he finds me throwing up - he just dies giggling. I'm glad someone gets a kick out of it. The nausea has actually kicked up a notch the last couple of weeks (I mean, really?), and I've had to take Zofran on desperate occasions. That stuff is amazing. I think I've been a bit more emotional this time, too - I pretty much sit and cry every time I watch a Baby Story. Or when I think about a Baby Story. My energy levels are a lot better than they were with Landon - and considering I'm chasing around a toddler all day, I am so thankful! But that doesn't mean I don't take naps when I can. Shoot, I took naps before I was pregnant. I can't even begin to describe the love I have for sleep. So why, you ask, do I have kids? Because they are worth every single second of that lost sleep! (Okay, admission: I've totally forgotten what it's like to get up with a baby every 3 hours in the middle of the night. But it's still worth it. And I'm still alive.)
I think the question I've gotten the most this pregnancy is, "So you want a girl this time??" I guess people assume that since I have a boy, I automatically am going to want a girl this time. But I'm actually kind of leaning towards boy... and I've had an intuition all along that it's a boy. Yes, that could totally be wrong, I realize that. But I would absolutely love to give Landon a little brother! Plus, I have all the clothes, the toys, AND I'm an expert at changing boy diapers... you know. But I will truly be happy with whatever God blesses us with. I know that's cliche, but it's true.
Landon doesn't really have an opinion on the new baby coming our way. As long as he's getting fed, he's cool. We ask him where the baby is, and he points to his stomach. Or Daddy's. Or mine. I'm sure the concept will come to him eventually.
As for my baby bump, I haven't gained any weight yet (I've only lost it due to lovely morning sickness), but that hasn't stopped that little baby bump from growing! It really is amazing how something so little can affect so much. I can't say I love hormones. I can't say Randy loves hormones. In fact, I'm pretty sure that most of the time he hates them. But he is incredibly amazing and I couldn't ask for a sweeter husband to share this journey with! (although, some days, I wish he could get a little taste of what it feels like to have the need to puke, cry, laugh, sleep, and hyperventilate all at the same time)
These pictures are our sweet little baby at around 6 weeks, 9 weeks, and 12 weeks. So tiny. But yep... we are in love already.
